Revolution of the Camp Part 1

Verse 1
In a land not far, where the cousins stay,
We laugh and wander through the day.
No battles fought, no lines drawn yet,
Just secret places we won’t forget.

Through the halls and down the way,
We find our camp where we can play.
No one knows the things we’ve planned…
The quiet life before we stand.

Verse 2
We gather close in our meeting room,
A mighty bed where plans will bloom.
Whispers low and giggles spread,
Big ideas where we lay our heads.

Maps imagined, missions made,
Dreams of courage not yet displayed.
What looks like play to those who see…
Is something more… it’s destiny.

Chorus
Ohhh, this is where it all begins,
Not with battles—but with friends.
In every laugh, a future stamp—
The rise of Cousin Wilderness Camp!

Verse 3
Beneath the table, hidden low,
The Wilderness Cove is where we go.
A secret world no one can see,
Our base of quiet mystery.

We crawl inside, the shadows deep,
Where cousin secrets safely sleep.
A place to plan, a place to dream,
The start of something unforeseen.

Verse 4
With sticks and foam and things we find,
We shape our weapons in our mind.
Not for harm, but brave pretend,
For battles we know will one day begin.

Every sword and every shield,
Forged in games on carpet field.
The world may laugh—but they will see…
This is how we shape history.

Final Chorus
Ohhh, this is where it all begins,
In quiet plans and childhood grins.
From bed to cove our voices stamp—
The dawn of Cousin Wilderness Camp! 

Christian