She is your mother who made you
She is the gift the goddess gave you
She is your mother who made you
She is the gift the goddess gave you
Verse 1:
From her divine spark you were planted
And your mama received you gladly
She opened up her womb for you to be snugly and warm
This is how you were made
And you owe it all to her
Your divine earthly mother
The gift the goddess gave you
This is how you were made
And you owe it all to her
Your divine earthly mother
The gift the goddess gave you
Chorus repeats
Verse 2:
Never an unkind word to seek merit from contrived minds
Never a sign of disrespect to prove something to your friends
Honour of the feminine
Boys you should know
Is what all girls look for in the end
Honour your mother
Sons and daughters
Honour your mother as your friend
Chorus repeats
Honour her with your deeds
Honour her with your words
And she'll kindly forget all the ungraciousness she's heard
Verse 3:
She'll shower you with her radiance
Her love it will send you home
She'll feed you of the essence you've been starving and remind you of where you belong
This is the power of your mother
Whether she's with you or whether she's gone
Honour her with your being
And honour her with your song
Is it wicked not to care? Frances Chang's layered, strange experimental pop recalls Lisa Germano in its pursuit of meaning in a sad world. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 2, 2022