Seeing Red

Since a time before my memory He`s been without a home Once he lived on an open plain where wildlife grazed And buffalo used to roam Red was the sunrise on the dawn of his creation Now where is the road that will lead him to his destination It took so little time to destroy a way of life They served his people well Gifts that they gave in all good faith Have been misused and shot to hell You who want wisdom turn and face the four directions For only those with one heart fall under their protection In the future of my days ahead I want to see it right We got to make it right