The Separation Circle - Lumps & Bumps - Friend of Disposed Bathwater

'Tis strange here
Failed surrogate for home.
Alien stench pervades served food here.
Insults bruise a tender young & speechless heart.
Why didst thou leave me here?
My gaze oft reverts to the door.

Baby all alone,
Baby all alone waiting on the stair
Asking of the window where thou art.
Cannot understand
Cannot understand, choking with despair,
How thou gave the most thou couldst impart.

Baby in my arms
I thee welcome yet hast thou returned to me?
Baby in my arms.
Baby in my arms
Wouldst I not twice thee relinquish....

Relinquished, for a second time
Where pardon once is scarce what might be.
Imprisoned once more for a crime not which was mine.
When shall release come? Whither shouldst I turn? Where is my door?

Baby all alone,
Baby all alone waiting on the stair
Asking of the window where thou art.
Cannot understand
Cannot understand, choking with despair,
How thou gave the most thou couldst impart.

Baby in my arms                                          Lying in thy arms
Unbeknownst to thee endures my heartbeat's care.          Hiding fearing fresh betrayal.
Baby in my arms.                                          Lying in thy arms.

Baby in my arms                                            Lying in thy arms.
I thee welcome yet hast thou returned to me?                   Friend of disposed bathwater
             Baby in my arms.                                           that's flying from thy arms.