You hope one day to feel less of this confusionnTo find that lasting peace is more than an illusionnBut then you wake to face another revolutionnnAnd as the world keeps turningnYou feel you've left behindnnnIs there another world beyond this cold existence?nCan hope return to us despite our own resistance?nI wish the light would come and filter through this distancennI hope one day to feel less of this confusionnTO find that lasting peace is more than an illusionnBut as I wake each day it is to revolution