Can we say that we are free
Our hands are bound and voices silent
Im sure its not a dream
I am awake, my eyes are open
I cant accept and wont concede
In aftermath we find redemption
The causes that are seized
And disguised as revolution
Quell the rage that deeply seethes
The extremes of these devotions
Dismantle the machine
The device of their creation
I cant accept and wont concede
That this is who we are
The conflict that is seized
And disguised as greater notions
To the songs that sing of glory and the brave
Are we dreaming there are better days to come
When will the banners and the victory parades
Celebrate the day a better world was won
On the day, the storm has just begun
I will still hope there are
Better days to come
In the face of what I say
My words will turn to anger
Malevolence in need
Cannot provide direction
I wont accept this thought
That this is who we are
Positions never change
Losing all forward motion
All of that which deeply seethes
Temper your devotion
Dismantle the machine
The device of your convictions
I cant accept and wont concede
That this is who we are
The conflict that is seized
And disguised as greater notions
To the songs that sing of glory and the brave
Are we dreaming there are better days to come
When will the banners and the victory parades
Celebrate the day a better world was won
To the songs that sing of glory and the brave
Are we dreaming there are better days to come
When will the banners and the victory parades
Celebrate the day a better world was won
On the day the storm has just begun
I will still hope there are
Better days to come
On the day the storm has just begun
I will still hope there are
Better days to come