Silent Jury — текст песни (Fairweather)

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