The Color Morale — I, The Jury

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There’s a cure for all the dead
In (all the dead, all the dead)
It all started out as another failed attempt
They all died underfed

For the sake of all that’s failing
I’d rather die on my knees
Than stand here with these same old tired worn out feet of mine
Walking circles because my chords remain unbalanced

This is not about me
This is not about us

Father, Father will they let you in (let you in)
Please forgive me, I am one of them (one of them)
Father, Father will they let you in (let you in)
Please forgive me, I am one of them

So tear me open and reach right in
They don’t have to go the same way the came, born to sin
In due time, they’ll all find that they can be forgiven

We all live in a world of convictions
An ugly world with ugly surroundings
You don’t recognize your own faces
Cause there’s more than, more than just one side
We are all our own jury
Some day, we’ll be put on trial
This is not about me
This not about us (Oh us)

Father, Father will they let you (let you in)
Please forgive me, I am one of them
Oh let me in, oh let me in

So tear me open and reach right in
They don’t have to go the same way the came, born to sin
In due time, oh, they’ll all find out that they can be forgiven

You don’t forgive others for their sake
You forgive for your own sake
You don’t forgive only for your sake
For the sake of our falling
Forgive yourself

Today I stand tallest from my knees
Today I stand tallest from my knees
From my… knees
From my knees