Change Without Revolution

Revolution began when the freedom ended Quietly seething in bondage to unhappiness Somehow their lives became blended But blending brought aimlessness Change without revolution When locked in such a rut Is it possible to get one's attention Even the gray matter is stuck A cause could change the situation Change of scene a way to renew An affair could release one in the aggravation But would anything really renew you How can I refresh my life Am I so near death that there is no hope Trapped aimlessly going on to the grave Doing the same empty things day after day God is opening his hand to me He gives me hope A light at the end of the tunnel I see I hope that isn't the train in the shadow