I See Our Colors

The other day I was reading about tribalism of our ancestors and how they survived by forming small, cooperative groups but somehow those instincts morphed into racism, which is a recent social construct, as is race itself.

This song explores the dangers of claiming to be ‘colorblind’ in today’s world. It blends historical lament with a modern call to awareness, set in a folk/country style with strong chorus and haunting outro. It’s designed to resonate with audiences who value justice and resilience.

Verse
There is one thing that makes us strong
It’s knowing where we each belong
An ancient instinct for survival
Tribe against tribe, rival against rival

Chorus
I see our colors, I am not blind
Born of the sun, by nature designed
Not to divide, not to confine
I see our colors, I am not blind

Verse
We learned to sort the friend from foe
Just who would help or strike a blow
But instincts born from fear and fight
Do not hold up in modern light

Chorus
I see our colors, I am not blind
Born of the sun, by nature designed
Not to divide, not to confine
I see our colors, I am not blind

Bridge
Some say they never notice
The color of one’s skin
They think it makes them blameless
For everybody’s sin
I’ve lived in light, but see the darkness
And I refuse to look away

Chorus
I see our colors, I am not blind
Born of the sun, by nature designed
Not to divide, not to confine
I see our colors, I am not blind

Outro
If you claim you do not see
You turn away from history
Blindness holds no virtue here
It hides the pain and feeds the fear