Motherland

A wave of humility
Is weeping across from the east
Former hard line heroes
Have been humbled to their knees
Corridors of power
Echo with rumors of change
Nothing in our history
Forever stays the same

Silent revolution
Not a general to be heard
People power talking
Is the power of the spoken word
Quiet revolution
A peaceful pragmatic approach
Real people power
A subject not often broached

The puppet master pulls the strings
The marionettes are weaving
In and out, side to side
To escape their master's teasing
Voice of reason from the Motherland
Is holding on it's course
Weeding out dissension
And silencing the hawks, the hawks

Silent revolution
Not a general to be heard
People power talking
Is the power of the spoken word
Quiet revolution
A peaceful pragmatic approach
Real people power
A subject not often broached

Reform, react
A clearer, brighter destiny
Reform, react
A safer world for you and for me

Armchair observers might not get the whole picture
But who understand everything there is to understand?
The mere thought of hope and increased democracy
Is reward enough in itself, well, we'll see

But what of ordinary people?
The ones who've had to suffer
Who've lived with austerity
And never had the privileged pleasures

Silent revolution
Not a general to be heard
People power talking
Is the power of the spoken word
Quiet revolution
A peaceful pragmatic approach
Real people power
A subject not often broached

Constructive revolution
Building blocks to a better life
Real people power
Time has come to turn the tide

Turn it, turn it, turn it, turn it, turn it, turn it