Contrastes Brutales from Contrastes Brutales by Chelsie Malynn

I wanna see the workers seize the means
and I wanna be in the forest far from anyone else
I wanna know how, how do you make love
when Trump is president?
How can you laugh when so few control the fate of us all?

I held out my thumb as a test of fate
and stood out in the pouring rain
was offered a ride to the Argentine border,
but I declined
I watched the police beat a man in the streets
while I drank a beer and next to me
was a man who lived without electricity in the Andes

He held me tight later that night
He held me tight later that night
He held me tight later that night

I wanna see you naked next to me
in the morning but you'd rather be drunk on the beach
by yourself and that's fine I guess
I wanna know how, how do you make love
when the ice is melting?
How do we create such joy and destroy in the same breath?

• Folk
• indie
• indie folk
• singer-songwriter
• Steamboat Springs