Clouds are spreading like bruises on the evening sky I walk the streets alone again tonight It starts to rain still I search each passing face Blood is
(Mary Gauthier) Born a bastard child in New Orleans to a woman I've never seen I don't know if she ever held me All I know is that she let go of me
I shook my fist at my father's rage I cursed my mother's sadess Whatever home I tried to call my own Washed in to that river of madmness The raging surge
Basinets and babies St. Vincent's Infants Home Orphaned in limbo Helpless and alone Paradise receding Paradise withdrawn A tiny heart is beating Mama
People stare and then they walk away But there's always a few who'll stay From the state I watch 'em close their eyes Like a little kid trying to hide
A baby A FOUNDLING Unwanted LOOKING Unloved and unblessed FOR Left on a doorstep HOME An unbidden guest WANDERS A shivering shadow THROUGH A child with
I don't trust my eyes any more They don't know what they're looking for Thinking back on what they didn't see I think my eyes were blinding me Some people
My mama had held me one time then kissed me goodbye Bu I still believe in love She never came back and I don't know why But I still believe in love
You tell me you're sorry THE COLD And it lands like a blow WINDS BLOWING You leave me stranded 'CROSS SKY With nowhere to go DULL
