| [00:21] |
Martin was bright as he stood up and sang in the choir |
| [00:32] |
His heart all in pieces was breaking; his head was on fire |
| [00:42] |
They took him from that place and they buried him deep in the ground |
| [00:52] |
Out with the light and quiet the sound |
| [01:02] |
And it's a slow revolution that quietly turns |
| [01:12] |
As the true word burns |
| [01:20] |
And all of the people marching together out 'cross the floor |
| [01:30] |
And all that was after is now as it was before |
| [01:52] |
Now Sylvia sat staring out in the depths of a room |
| [02:03] |
A moment of light from her brain cut through the dark and pierced the gloom |
| [02:13] |
Children's voices were music, came faint through the wall |
| [02:23] |
From such a great height she looked down; it was only the fall |
| [02:33] |
And it's a slow revolution that quietly turns |
| [02:43] |
As the true word burns |
| [02:50] |
And all of the people marching, stomping out 'cross the floor |
| [03:01] |
And all that was after is now as it was before |
| [03:33] |
So look at the shadows bent forward, trying to break through the night |
| [03:44] |
Huddled against the darkness, so close to the light |
| [03:56] |
My voice is breaking out here in this wilderness |
| [04:17] |
For I see a time that is coming; |
| [04:22] |
I see a time of change |
| [04:28] |
The sun is burning the deserts but water's filling the plains |
| [04:40] |
Noah is crazily chipping away at his ark |
| [04:50] |
While all of us ready ourselves to go into the dark |
| [05:00] |
And it's a slow revolution that quietly turns |
| [05:10] |
As the true word burns |
| [05:22] |
And all of the people marching, dancing out 'cross the floor |
| [05:33] |
And all of this matter soon won't matter much anymore |
