Slow Revolution

Martin was bright as he stood up and sang in the choir

His hearts all in pieces, was breaking, his head was on fire

They took him from that place and they buried him deep in the ground

Out with the light, quiet the sound

It's a slow revolution that quietly turns

As the true word burns

And all of the people marching together out cross the floor

And all that was after is now as it was before

Sylvia sat staring out into the depths of her room

Moment of light from her brain cut through the dark, pierced the gloom

Children voices were music, cam faint through the wall

From such a great height she looked down, there was only the fall

And it's a slow revolution that quietly turns

As the true word burns

And all of the people stomping out cross the floor

All that was after is now as it was before

So look at the shadows bent forward tryin' to break through the night

Huddled against the darkness, so close to the light

My voice is breaking out here in this wilderness

For I see a time that is coming, I see a time of change

Sun is burning the deserts, but water's filling the plains

Noah's chipping crazily away at his ark

While all of us ready ourselves to go into the dark

It's a slow revolution that quietly turns

As the true word burns

Yeah, the true word burns

And all of the people marching dancing out cross the floor

And all of this matter soon won't matter much anymore