From the recording Millardian Fables
Lyrics
Blessed Be
Lyrics - Lynda Millard
Music - Lynda Millard
copyright 1991
Your interpretations seem so cold
Fear a loving God
I have been
told so many times
Thank God
I can read between the lines
In your hallowed halls
I learned your word
It's the only way
my spirit heard this different song
It's all right, no one is wrong
But you're telling me I cannot learn
and don't ask why the witches burned
and surely Pan's the devil
those with horns are not of God
how odd
You're telling me the Goddess tales
must all be lies, for God is male
Somewhere down the line
the role of Mother became odd
some of what you have been taught
you wouldn't believe
how much I believe in
Blessed Be
You prefer to keep me in a box
with someone you call satan
well, I don't have his mark
If you don't believe I'm of the Light, friend,
you're in the dark
I will pray my prayers the way I please
don't try so hard to save me
just keep your beliefs and I'll keep mine
That is my religious right
out there
Telling me I cannot learn
and don't ask why the witches burned
and surely Pan's the devil
those with horns are not of God
My God
You're telling me the Goddess tales
must all be lies, for God is male
Somewhere down the line
the role of Mother became odd
and you judge me just as hard
when I love
and you don't love me
but Blessed Be
anyway