The Changeling's Mother
Wild eyed child, moonlight pale, sleeping in bed,
how were you chosen to come live with me?
What are the dreams fluttering through your head?
Silly, sweet babe, so quick with trickery,
laughter follows you wherever you roam.
How were you chosen to come live with me?
Despite your start, you’re welcome in my home.
The world’s fierce, but I’ll provide your haven.
Laughter follows you wherever you roam.
Dismiss heckles made by the dull craven.
It doesn’t matter we’re not bound by blood.
The world’s fierce, but I’ll provide your haven.
Your strength is as obvious as a flood.
You know I love you as much as the first?
It doesn’t matter we’re not bound by blood.
Don’t listen to those who claim you are cursed,
wild eyed child, moonlight pale, sleeping in bed.
You know I love you as much as the first.
What are the dreams fluttering through your head?
Wind murmured question:
Child of brambles, thorns, and leaves,
who is your mother?
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