Lavender Umbrella by Madeleine Skye Lyrics

my mother is like a lavender umbrella
she always dresses up, always slightly late, just like Cinderella
when it rains and you feel pain, she makes sure to stand and cover
I think she thinks I have no structure
but oh, believe me, I swear, just believe me;
to her, my life is no mystery
I'm an open book she reads fluently
she knows how to memorize history

my mother's favorite color is purple
she passed it down to me too, it's just maternal
for her, I'd walk the sea on the tip of my tongue — for her, I'd boil some tea
for her, I mean, that's pretty normal
her favorite drink is tea; her favorite notes are floral
for her, I'd open my own bakery
like my favorite spot in France, our home I feel for fondly
she knows how to memorize history

my mother understands what it's like to be a teen
alone in the canteen, the same old routine
she taught me well, to not be afraid of myself,
"qui vivra verra, mademoiselle"
live for once, and laugh for once
she's inspired me to embrace embroidery
a hobby I've considered, vibrantly
she's helping me make history.