From the recording Usha
Lyrics
Sunbird sitting on a willow tree
The infant’s crying for the love supreme
The stars are thing beyond us
Their lights wouldn’t set us free
The moon’s shining above us
Her tales we’d never see
The salesmen’s selling his own suicide
The priest is looking for a place to hide
The stars are thing beyond us
Their lights wouldn’t set us free
The moon’s shining above us
Her tales we’d never see
Lets dance to our eulogy