Blind Tourist Guide (Ongoing project)

I am so happy with how this came out :sweat_smile:
Here’s to flushing the system and moving on!

Lyrics:

[intro]
"Is it not a miracle in itself
That we on some level can forgive
Even that which seems unforgivable,
And be the peace we seek
In the world”

“Right.”
“Let me break down how it’s done”

[Verse 1]
It’s four in the morning,
sky’s still black as tar
And I’m feeding my disappointment
in how you managed
to go that far
For months I’ve held this anger,
like a stone inside my gut
A toxic little treasure
in a cage I cannot shut
The solution
is both shallow and deep
I’ve got to clear these mental pipes
So I can get some sleep.

[Chorus]
So I’m choosing to forgive you,
Similar to how
I empty my bladder,
I relax and let go
Let go of the matter.
it might sound crude
it might disgust,
But in returning to peace
forgiveness is a must

[instrumental]

[Verse 2]
I’ll be making coffee
and your face just pops in view
And I’ll stand there by the counter,
muttering insults at you
It’s a low-grade fever
of the soul,
a pointless, psychic drain
A faulty bit of wiring
Messing with my brain
It doesn’t make me righteous,
it doesn’t make me strong
It just makes my breakfast
Taste all wrong

[Chorus]
So I’m choosing to forgive you,
Similar to how
I empty my bladder,
I relax and let go
Let go of the matter.
it might sound crude
it might disgust,
But in returning to peace
forgiveness is a must

[Bridge]
This isn’t about grace
or turning the other cheek
It’s emotional hygiene
for the weary and the weak
A practical decision,
like taking out the trash
Before the psychic odor
makes my whole system crash
I’m not doing it for you, friend,
Wherever you may be
I’m just tired of being at odds
with my own memory,
Like you’re a tenant there
Living rent free

[Outro]
Alright. There it is. It’s done.
The pressure’s gone.
The system’s flushed.
Feels… functional.
Now, where’s that coffee?