I was a foundling

Hidden underneath the willow tree

You noticed me that summer evening

And carried me into safety

And so together we grew

As mother and daughter

And I knew of all our struggles though

We had each other

And frightening were the dreams I had

Each and every night

You stroked my hair with a calming voice

I recounted memories of my past life

There are moments that I wonder

If I just close my eyes

If anything would change around me

If I have the power to decide

For what is my identity when

You leave the room

A person that doesnt exist

A creature not born from any womb

I am a foundling

Hidden underneath the willow tree

You noticed me that summer evening

And all the other children they

Cannot see the liberty

They were guaranteed when they were born

Into the bourgeoisie

And frightening was that January when we

Lived in the dark

We read the sleeves of our favourite LPs

Till the day we can play them once again

There were moments that I wondered

If I just close my eyes

If anything would change around me

If I had the power to decide

And pouches of lavender became

Grinds of coffee

A remedy to expel the whispers

Of the queen corrupting my mind

I keep awake at night

A lulling stumbling calling from home

I cannot go on feeling so feeble

So I ask you mother am I evil

Like a cuckoo in our lives

I appeared one day to your surprise

With great power under sickly skin

And you took me in