Times have changed Time is gone No more saints And war at every dawn Stand and stare A bed of flowers A sea of snares They're taking all the power Are we to be weeping prophets? Are we to lay down and die? Are we to be sleeping rockets? Despite the fire inside we keep quiet The key is love It breathes, it moves From chains of fear It releases you It releases you Are we to be weeping prophets? Are we to lay down and die? Are we to be sleeping rockets? Despite the fire inside we keep quiet We keep quiet We keep quiet But when we wake When we wake When we wake When we wake Woah, woah, woah, woah Woah (when we wake) Woah (when we wake) Woah (when we wake) Woah (when we wake)