Some picture, if you can A young boy, becoming a man In a living room of his family home With the sound of guns In his head bound He enjoys the liberties Had one, for centuries But he started to question The strength of his heroes Is there something else in the ones and zeroes Is this really how it meant to me Close my eyes and slowly count to three Someone wake us up 'Cause no one told us what to do When we are awake within a dream And in his fathers eyes A desire still alive This might being so much Though in dozen of years Under the struggles and burdens Of million of tears These things we should have said Revolution he could have left Would he give him a purpose A reason, a meaning A question to answer A reason for feeling Is this really how it meant to me Close my eyes and slowly count to three Someone wake us up 'Cause no one told us what to do When we are awake within a dream And in the open of context Sign ups, flaring So we started to think That there's something missing Wake us up Wake us up, now Wake us up Wake us up, now Wake us up Wake us up, now Wake us up Wake us up, now So answer the question Is this really how it meant to me Close my eyes and slowly count to three Someone wake us up 'Cause no one told us what to do When we are awake within a dream When we are awake within a dream When we are awake within a dream When we are awake within a dream Someone wake us up