Brett Dennen

Well I dreamed I went out wandering
I heard promises become fables forgotten
I saw bridges stretching out across the water
And towers pushing taller

I knew my reality was clearly defined
By the fences put up around my mind
I watched them thicken into walls over time
Taller than any border line
I saw civilizations deemed insignificant
I saw people's history tattooed upon their skin
I saw families taken from their land
And dynasties shattered and stolen

And I asked, "When is the revolution"
I asked, "When is the revolution?"

In all the burdens of centuries accrue
That get passed along to every generation's youth
And all the allegories told in lieu of truth
I watched them grow wild and spread like the flu

I saw the rise of an untamed industry
I watched machines paint a paper economy
I saw my own self stand right in front of me
And I didn't do a thing

I saw poisons pushed in the street,
Prescription pills mingling in the mezzanine
With a whole wealth of doctors and pharmaceutical companies
Still poor people were dying from disease

And I asked, "When is the revolution"
I asked, "When is the revolution"
I asked, "When is the revolution"
I asked, "When is the revolution?"

And I broke down at the break of dawn,
I saw new meaning in the clouds above the Pentagon
As real as the Holocaust, as plain as the Parthenon
Visions of Sudan that rock of Vietnam

I stood silent upon a flooded levy
And stared at the ruins of a merchant city
And the president who came to dine with the elite,
He didnt do a thing

I saw three ships come sailing in
Through the passage of the Caribbean
I saw children coming home in coffins
And millions marching on Washington

And I asked, "When is the revolution"
I asked, "When is the revolution"
I asked, "When is the revolution"
I asked, "When, when, when is the revolution?"