Mother III lyrics
by TE/MO
[Verse]
There's no shock like expectations shattered
Not when you have nursed them from the womb
It's like standing at somebody's funeral
When you blink your eyes, you're in the tomb
Death forgets the meaning of tomorrow
Agony sets fire to today
But when it's turned to ashes all around you
There's nothing left standing in your way
[Chorus]
So write like it'll fix it
Sing like it'll help
The pain so sharp will carve the dark
With edges formed in Hell
Make music to move on
Scream stories to survive
Creation makes you mother
It's why you're still alive
Creation makes you mother
So let the dead things lie
[Verse]
As a child they tell you what you'll be when you grow up
Then all grown up we unlearn what they said
But not before the Holy War
Of cutting doubt out of your core
A parasite made fat and cruel
By years and years of dread
Without that extra weight you can't remember how to walk
So you stay in bed, too scared to move
But you are not their hopes my dear, nor the product of your fears
No, you are God Herself; there's nothing wrong with you
[Chorus]
So write 'cause it will teach you
To sing is the first step
You did it once, learned light from dark
It's time to rise again
Make music to move on
Scream stories to survive
Creation makes you mother
It's why you're still alive
Creation makes you mother
So let the dead things lie
[Bridge]
Mother isn't birth; Mother's creation, Mother's life
Mother means you get up every morning and you fight
Mother means you wrote a song and sang it to the skies
Mother means you no longer say sorry when you cry
(There you go!)
Mother is unbridled joy, it's mourning and it's rage
Mother's when your gut tells you its time to turn the page
Mother whispers "Get home safe" before you make the drive
Mother is for all the girls who sacrificed their lives
Mother is a steady hand, a deep breath in the mirror
Mother's when, at 3am, things feel a little clearer
Mother's making time when someone tells you that there's none
Mother is pure magic, life incarnate; it's the Sun
Mother is the backbone with less credit than is due
Mother's building empires out of ashes, death, and ruin
Mother is the closest thing we get to what's above
Most of all Mother's the most ferocious form of love
[Chorus]
So write 'cause it will fix it
Sing 'cause it will heal
Aching hearts endure the dark
And come out made of steal
Make music to move on
And let your stories fly
Creation makes you mother
It's why you're still alive
Creation makes you mother
You are your own damn "Why?"
Creation makes you mother
So let the new you try