| Blind Eyes
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| They say Justice is blind but the hand is numb
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| No compassion for the people held under it’s thumb
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| As the chains of oppression were left to rust
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| Another man took a seat at the back of the bus
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| Blind Eye
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| Blind Witness
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| They say Justice is blind but the hand is numb
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| No compassion for the people held under it’s thumb
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| Witness
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| Progress made can’t be denied yet so many lives remain cast aside
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| Free from guilt? |
| I didn’t light the match…
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| Turn away from the flame as it burns my back
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| My mouth is dry, but if the levee burst
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| Would I douse the flames or quench my thirst?
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| When we close our eyes we close our fists
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| Our blindness ensures that oppression exists
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| Blind Eye
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| Blind Witness |