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AUDIOCRACY: When The Future Comes
from the album Revolution's Son
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Lyrics

There are hundreds, maybe thousands now
walking over the hill
Past the wreckage, with there heads unbowed
they'd forgotten the thrill

Always wanted to change the world
now its fallen away
Can't we take it and make it work?
this future day?

When the future comes
there was silver in the air
All the dreams secumb
whistling like a dare
When the future falls
ladders slide like rain
What we always imagined...
silent rungs, silent ringing
...will follow?

How can we ever see outside the stone and glass
the future that will be beyond our patterned past?
How can we ever know a future we can own,
a future we won't break to pieces?
of falling shadows...

There are thousand, maybe millions now
coming over the hill
Past the wreckage of the dreams they've sown
and will cherish still
Mouths to feed and clothes to patch and clean
when will true change begin?
Eyes that feed on all the space and green
silent rungs, silent ringing
of freedom. Freedom.

How can we ever see?
How can we ever know?
How can we ever tell?
How can we ever show?
What can we show?
How can we even find?
How can we ever go
Where can we go?
into a state of mind and meaning
that isn't borrowed?

You think you tear it down and then
someone builds it up again.
And on and on and on and on and on.

Millions and millions more
have come over the hill
Past the wreckage of the dream before
always emptied and filled
Mouths to feed and clothes to patch and clean
when will true change begin?
Eyes that feed on what is unspoken...
Freedom.

How can we ever see?
What do we see?
How can we ever know?
How can we know?
How can we ever tell?
Oh, can you tell me?
How can we ever show?
So we can find?
How can we even find?
How can we ever go
into a state of mind and meaning
that isn't borrowed?

When the future comes.
When the future comes.
When the future comes.
When the future comes tomorrow, hollow.
To you.
To me.
Today.

Credits

Vocals: Twøn
Vocals, organ, synths, backwards drum programming: Tobin Mueller
Guitars: Bob Piper
Drums: Rob Thurman
Engineering: Al Ligammari
© 1992, 2007 Tobin Mueller

Revolution's Son

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Other lyrics pages from Revolution's Son

  1. Part I - The Dream: Revolution's Son
  2. Part II - The Hope: Puzzle City
  3. Part III - The Underground: Escape into The Fray Zone
  4. Part IV - The Confrontation: Speak Truth To Power
  5. Part V - The Extinction: Gethsemane Again
  6. Part VI - The Survivors: When The Future Comes
  7. Part VII - The Re-Emergence: Dare To Sing