Can You Hear The Revolution?

Life is unpredictable, even in the best of times
But in the end it always turns out right
I hope you had a good time in your life

Because the sun is baking my face
Staring down on this miserable place
Hot in the sun, I'm coming undone
Or at least the buttons to my shirt are
Believe me, I've done this all before
The tired, baggy eyes
The messed up, fumbled lies
It's something I've seen happen so many times
Where love is the biggest of all bombs
And you have to be sure to stand back and cover your eyes when it detonates

Although, if you're asking for reasons why I shouldn't
Nothing comes to mind
I'm a good boy-rebel, I'm pretty much a saint
I've got a lot saved up in the karma bank, and for spending it, well
I don't want to wait
I want to sing a melody, a changing of our lives
A defeating of the old guard, and the baptising of the new
Living with out warning or boredom; I am, how about you?