Tick tock a distant country suffers from genocide.
While I sleep children starve in the streets, it's their everyday life
Tick tock the weight of the years comes crashing down.
I see now what has to be done and why
I can't waste any more time
In my dreams the pharaohs comfort me
In my dreams I'm wide awake
In my dreams temptation comes for me
In my dreams I'm wide awake
Floating down a river now, to my left is a village
Rich with love and spiritual guidance
But within minutes I look back and all I see
The tattered remains of war. The tattered remains of war
The tattered remains of war. The tattered remains of war
Not too hard to see when you open your eyes
It's not too hard to see when you open your eyes
To my left is the hearts of the ignorant
To my right is our self proclaimed innocence
To my left is a clear path with sunny skies
To my right, a foggy swamp, a barren desert
My eyes are open, my eyes are shut
The people crying, they wake me up
Do we have the passion to make a change?
I can't wake up, my dreams are real. My dreams are real
It's easy to dismiss your natural human emotions
For people that are far away
It's easy to accept the crimes of your government
Until everything has been taken from you
The people rise up, the people they fight
The people take back what's theirs and what's right
The people rise up, the people they fight
The people take back what's theirs and what's right

Another person dies, another bomb falls. Tic toc, tic toc
Another child starves, another bomb falls. Tic toc, tic-toc
Tic-toc, tic-toc. Tic-toc, tic-toc.
Tic-toc, tic-toc. Tic-toc, tic-toc...
In my dreams the pharaohs comfort me
In my dreams I'm wide awake
In my dreams temptation comes for me
In my dreams I'm wide awake
Is this the nature we have so willingly embraced?
Reinforced by corporate media
They round up even the smartest ones, bribe them into slavery
Who needs to see their kids anyway?
My eyes are open, my eyes are shut
The people crying, they wake me up
Do we have the passion to make a change?
I can't wake up, my dreams are real. My dreams are real
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