Made by Maid
Laura Marling Lyrics


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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

Overall Meaning

In the first verse of Laura Marling's song "Made by Maid," the singer speaks of dancers who hope the sun will come out again. They seem to have forgotten all else, even a newborn baby, who must be voiceless in their midst. This baby, who is the singer herself, was born in a day's fog, surrounded by people whose joy in life, embodied in the dance, leaves no space for children. The fog obscures this truth, and even the people themselves may have forgotten what they created with their own bodies. The verses suggest that the people in the dance are, like sirens, luring and enticing, and the fog leaves the singer feeling alone.


In the second verse, the singer has reached a new place after crawling out of the fog. She found a river and let herself float away on a log, not thinking that she would ever return. But her feet somehow knew the way back and brought her back to her birthplace. On the hill where she was born, there is only a thorn, which the people cut off each year and give away. The thorn is a symbol of the singer's own life, which is only a minor, prickly thing in the midst of the dancers' joy. Yet, there remains a question of whether they can hear a babe after all these days, or have they forgotten what it was that they made.


The last verse speaks of the singer's taking a baby under her wing and teaching him about the world. However, the baby blames her for every wrong he makes. The singer seems to internalize this blame, as she asks for forgiveness, saying she is only a maid. She has been forgotten, and the baby remains the sole focus. The last line of the song suggests that she will always be forgotten, just as she was forgotten on the day she was laid down.


Line by Line Meaning

They dance like sirens, hoping the sun would come out again
They move seductively, like the mythical creature Siren, wishing for a better tomorrow


And I was born in the fog of that day
I was born on a day when everything was unclear and uncertain


Can they hear a babe over all the faith,
Is it possible for them to hear a newborn's cry amid all their religious beliefs?


Or have they forgot what it was that they made
Or have they forgotten the human that they have brought into this world?


Crawled out of the fog, found a river,
Emerging from the unclear and uncertain environment, discovering a path


Found a log and floated away
Came across a floating object and drifted away


Didn't think I'd be coming back this way
I had no intention of returning this way


But my feet are resolute; Found their root and brought me back to its place
However, I was determined and ultimately returned to where I belong


And on the hill where I was born, There is no rose but just a thorn;
On the hill where I was born, there is no beauty but only pain


They cut it off each year and give it away
Every year they remove the only good thing that grows there and give it away


So left to wander blind, I find myself in cautious times,
Thus, I feel lost, confused and cautious in an uncertain time


And they say, Love's labor is never lost; labor on to this very day.
People encourage me to continue working hard for love and not to give up


So I walk into the fog, found a babe atop a log and all alone
I venture into the unknown, where I discover an abandoned child on a floating object


Took him under, took him on, Taught him everything about the world I'd come to know
I took him in and taught him all that I had learned about the world


And he blames me for every wrong ever he made
Despite my efforts, he holds me responsible for any wrongs he has committed or any hardships he has faced


I am blamed for every wrong ever he made
I am unfairly blamed for his mistakes and misfortunes


Forgive me I am only a maid
Please forgive me, as I am only a servant


But I can see a babe under all that blame
Despite the blame and guilt, I still see the innocent child that I once rescued


And I am forgot from the day I am laid
Despite my dedication and sacrifices, I am quickly forgotten and unappreciated




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Written by: LAURA BEATRICE MARLING

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