The Judas Trap
J.C. Munro / K.Kraus

I am the first blackbird of the spring
Born to this place though it could have been any
Born to fly and born to sing
And gladden the hearts of many

My supper was the farmer's seed
No thought that I could do him wrong
But he planned to lure my kind and me
And still our joyful song

And Judas is my name
For daily grain a chance to live
The kiss of death was all I had to give

Sliding steel and snapping spring
Too strange to know too strong to flee
The farmer's perfect killing thing
Has first imprisoned me

And take me well in hand did he
My lot to catch my brothers' eyes
As for the moment soaring free
They circle in the skies

And Judas is my name
For daily grain a chance to live
The kiss of death was all I had to give

Panic for my freedom lost
Fear for those I love the most
I beat my wings and cry aloft
But only bring them close

In guilt and shame I cast my eye
Each morning all around to see
With twisted necks so many lie
And all because of me

And Judas is my name
For daily grain a chance to live
The kiss of death was all I had to give

The season's end my freedom brings
Though I can never leave this place
A prisoner yet til coming spring
My fitting end to face

I see my brother caged like me
And go to him on eager wings
To spring the trap and wait for day
Well knowing what it brings

And Judas is my name
For daily grain a chance to live
The kiss of death was all I had to give