There is talk of revolution in the quiet suburbs And a year ago you would've said that was absurd Because we'd filled our lives with emptiness So corpulent and self-obsessed Drowning any hopefulness We found inside our head and chest Is it smoke or steam that's rising from the hospital? We're doing things we once thought were impossible And who can fully understand Why we sat down to take a stand And now the water's rising It seems the walls are made of sand If not now then when? And if not you then who? If not now then when? And if not you then who? Can I get a witness? Is it smoke or steam that's rising to the city-sky? What will we do when there is nothing left to buy? When we wake with no one but ourselves Our empty hearts and empty shelves Maybe we'll finally hear the sea That's held within out empty shells If not now then when? And if not you then who? If not now then when? And if not you then who? Can I get a witness? Can you tell me who else will be there? Will I have to wear comfy footwear? Can I claim the time I've invested? Will I get arrested? Can you tell me who else will be there? Will I have to wear comfy footwear? Can I claim the time I've invested? Will I get arrested? There is talk of revolution in the quiet suburbs