Many have traveled this road before
I see their tracks in the dirt
But maybe I don't agree
With where they are leading
And who am I, just a youth
But why has that become the excuse
A monotone voice
In my head saying
Dreaming all the time
It's so foolish
Your flood of empty words
Will drown you in ruin
So we listen
Should we listen
They shake their heads
As they drive away in the bandwagon
Didn't feel like hitching a ride
Oh, but I'll be fine
Some nights it's hard to be alone
I want some kind of kinship
But the finish line
It drives me on
When they say
Come with me
They'll call us revolutionaries
Come with me
They'll call us revolutionaries
Dreaming all the time
It's not foolish
Your flood of life giving words
They will refresh
Should we listen
Revolutionaries
'Peer pressure is not experienced just as a teenager. There is a press on everyone, no matter what age, to think a certain way, act a certain way, believe a certain way. This song is about not settling for less just because the majority is content to do so. It's a call to leave behind the masses, popularity, and human praise in search of that narrow path of which the Scriptures speak. It's a song about paying the price to pave the way. It's about reaching beyond our grasp-having a vision and pursuing it. I wrote it to encourage other people to dream big, and to not put God in a box or attempt to fit Him into the preconceived ideas we have of Him. He has proved over and over to me that He is the God of the Possible. I see in the Bible He is often the God of the revolutionaries, but rarely the God of the Status Quo and never the God of our formulas. This song is an invitation for you to jump off the bandwagon, shake the dust from your feet, and take on all the labels and criticism you'll receive for being someone who sees God in that light and dares to dream His dreams.' - Bethany Dillon
