When passion takes on a purpose. And searching ones embrace the light. When skeptics find themselves down on their knees. You'll know it's here. When you hear a sound as loud as thunder. And you hear a cry that shakes the ground beneath you. When you hear a shout that shatters the darkness. You'll know it's here. When the lost find a name we're believing in. And the fallen get back onto their feet. And the broken start to dream again. And the sound of hope fills these streets. You'll know it's here. Revolution. Can you feel it. Revolution cry. Revolution. Can you hear it. Revolution cry. And I believe it. And I believe it. How long do we have to wait. And how long will we stay silent. When will this weeping generation dance again. Oh God when will. The truth be restored. When the lost find a name we're believing in. And the fallen get back onto their feet. And the broken start to dream again. And the sound of hope fills these streets. You'll know it's here.