Made By Maid

They danced like sirens

Hoping the sun would come out again

And I was born in the fog of that day

Could they hear a babe, under all that faith

Or have they forgot what it was they made?

Crawled out of the fog, found a river

Found a log and f loated away

Didn't think I'd be coming back this way

But my feet resolute, found their root

And brought me back to its place

And on the hill where I was born

There is a rose without a thorn

They cut it off each year and give it away

But can they hear a babe, after all these days

Or have they forgot what it was that they made?

So left to wander blind

I Find myself in cautious times, and they say

Love's labours never lost

But labour on to this very day

So I walk into the fog

Find a babe atop a log, and all alone

Took him under, took him on

Taught him everything about the world I've come to know

He blames me for every wrong ever he made

I'm blamed for every wrong ever he made

Forgive me I am only a maid

Forgive me I am only a maid

But I can still see a babe

Under all that blame

But I am forgot from the day I am laid