when life is always in the flat
and the sky is blue with curses
and the wind blows fire
just think of it as a nightmare
when cold sympathies are felt
don’t go in the hot desert
no! don’t go barefooted
better see behind that dream
never stay under the redbud!
don’t ask judas “what?”
or you’ll stay forever
under the redbud, under the redbud
under the redbud, under the redbud, redbud, redbud!
if the prophet gives false prophecy
and the judge does the accusation
and the priest never preaches
it’s time to live, not to die
© 1989 Darem Placer
Under The Redbud
