Mother from Pendulum by Chelsie Malynn

I want stretch mark on my belly.
They say history repeats, and it's true.
The pattern starts small on the shell of a snail
and it's emulated far from here
where the light won't reach us for years and years and years.

And the egg that made me
lived inside my mother
when she lived inside her mother.

Driving through the snow in the dead of night
the clear skies are interrupted by prison lights.
The bumblebees are dying.
I think of you with a sigh
when I say it's for the best if my belly's flesh
stays smooth for the rest of my life.

And the egg that made me
lived inside my mother
when she lived inside her mother

And the egg that made me
lived inside my mother
when she lived inside her mother
when she lived inside her mother
when she lived inside her mother
when she lived inside her mother
when she lived inside her mother
when she lived inside her mother

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