well i dreamed i went out a wanderin'
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i heard promises become fables forgotten
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i saw bridges stretchin' out across the water
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and towers pushing taller
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i knew my reality was clearly defined
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by the fences put up around my mind
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i watched them thicken into walls over time
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taller than any border line
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i saw civilizations deemed insignificant
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i saw people's history tatooed on their skin
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i saw families taken from their land
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dynasties shattered and stolen
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and i asked when... is a revolution
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i asked when... is a revolution
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in all the burdens of centuries accrue
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that get passed along to every generation's youth
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and all the allegories told in lieu of truth
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i watched them grow wild and spread like the flu
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i saw the rise of an untamed industry
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i watched machines print a paper economy
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i saw my own self stand right in front of me
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and i didn't do a thing
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i saw poisons pushed in the street
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and prescription pills mingling in the mezzanine
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with a whole wealth of doctors and pharmaceutical companies
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still poor people were dying from disease
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and i asked when... is a revolution
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i asked when... is a revolution
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i asked when... is a revolution
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i asked when... is a revolution
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and i broke down at the break of dawn
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I saw new meaning in the clouds above the Pentagon
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as real as the hollocaust as strong as the Parthanon
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visions of Sudan Iraq and Vietnam
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i stood silent upon a flooded levy
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and stared at the ruins of a merchant city
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and the president who came to dine with the noble elite
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he didnt do a thing
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i saw three ships come sailing in
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through the passage of the CARIBBEAN
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i saw children coming home in coffins
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millions marching on washington
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and i asked when... is a revolution
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i asked when... is a revolution
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i asked when, when... is a revolution
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i asked when... is a revolution
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I Asked When
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| Brett Dennen |
