I woke up sweat soaked in the morning I was mourning freedom buried deep, mourning freedom buried deep In tickers and broadcasts through power lines Freedom buried in sound bites, buried in headlines
And we sing Whoa oh, whoa oh Whoa oh, whoa oh
A nation in fervor has given up No, no, no, no, this fight has just begun With movements and revolutions as few and far between As movements and revolutions will ever come to be
This scare is blood soaked red, so red I marked down the last words that you said As we watched this city
I woke up sweat soaked in the morning I was mourning freedom buried deep, mourning freedom buried deep In tickers and broadcasts through power lines Freedom buried in sound bites, buried in headlines
And we sing Whoa oh, whoa oh Whoa oh, whoa oh
A nation in fervor has given up No, no, no, no, this fight has just begun With movements and revolutions as few and far between As movements and revolutions will ever come to be
This scare is blood soaked red, so red I marked down the last words that you said As we watched this city