See Clearly

Shackled, my hands are tied Bound by their bitter lies Can’t seem to see straight. Blood covers their eyes. Marching in one place Praying for God’s Grace A target of their hate It won’t steal my faith If colors are beautiful Why you treat us like we’re unusual Take the blindfolds off your face So we can run this race together Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, Oh, Oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, Oh, Oh, oh