Jennifer Grassman Foundling Lyrics

I am not my father’s daughter
I’m a paradigm of fate
I have fought to break down the walls he built around us
And I think that I played Samson in his temple full of hate.
I have come to do what I was made to.

When you are afraid keep the light on
Imminent danger down the hall
Never let go of your religion
When there’s none but Abba Father little foundling baby girl
Don’t fall.

I remember your consternation I remember your nightmares well
Some make vascular libations to the demons
Dancing figures in the shadows cast upon your mental wall
I have come to bring you soothing warnings.

Never let evil steal your innocence;
Not of the body, but the heart and soul
All of your guilt and pandemonium
Is an illusion, is a diffusion of the pain pent in your soul
Don’t fall.