Made By Maid

They dance like sirens, hoping the sun would come out again

And I was born in the fog of that day

Can they hear a babe over all the faith,

Or have they forgot what it was that they made

Crawled out of the fog, found a river,

Found a log and floated away

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

But my feet are resolute;

Found their root and brought me back to its place

And on the hill where I was born,

There is no rose but just 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 labor is never lost; labor on to this very day.

So I walk into the fog, found a babe atop a log and all alone

Took him under, took him on,

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

And he blames me for every wrong ever he made

I am blamed for every wrong ever he made

Forgive me I am only a maid

Forgive me I am only a maid

But I can see a babe under all that blame

And I am forgot from the day I am laid