Fairweather: "Silent Jury" Lyrics

I'm waking up because of smelling salts that I've been given.

Well that formula for caving in has now seceded,

from a courthouse filled with empty judges.

You've got a plan, you've got a blueprint,

you're plagarizing what you can not be.

It's not a plan, it's not a blueprint,

you're criticizing what you can not be.

A clientele of fools, continues to confuse our history,

with what we're waiting for, a silent jury.

So we can use our every means for progress...

We're set free and who we want to be