Lyrics

Stretchmarks
Words and music by Carrie Ferguson

Once you had gone, the space left behind
Was smaller than I’d expected to find
So I went to the edge of that hole
And I looked right in

The edges weren’t bloody, just stretch-marked and scarred
So I stuck my head in and I listened hard
Cause down at the bottom
I thought I heard somebody singing

I’m the last one, I’m the first one
I’m the only one here
I’m not broken, just forgotten
But I’ve always been clear

Everyone talks about trying to find balance
Between the way that we want it and the way that it is
Sooner or later compromise comes up
Some things you find elsewhere, some things you give up

But I’ve made myself sick trying to stick in a middle
Where the part that I’ve left for myself is too little
And times when I find I’m too close to that edge
I hear that voice whisper “Are we having fun yet?”

So I’m practicing no til I recognize yes
And when I can’t tell then I’ll just have to guess
And I’m gulping my air to make up for lost time
And I’m flapping my arms cause I know I can fly
And I plan to look foolish as long as I need to

Cause, I’m the last one, I’m the first one
I’m the only one here
I’m not broken, just forgotten
But I’ve always been clear
I’m the last one, I’m the first one
I’m the only one here
If you let me, I can show you
Cause I’ve always been clear

Once you had gone, the space left behind
Was smaller than I’d expected to find
So I went to the edge of that hole
And I looked right in