michelangelo
Michelangelo's Muse: A Journey Through Creative Struggles and Sacred Silence
Lyrics
I wanna stop trying to write when the words don't come out on the first try
I want to give up trying to write if the words don't flow easily at first.
A glass of wine to loosen up my mind, but I tell myself I'll get back to it another night
Despite using wine to relax and inspire, I postpone writing, promising to return to it another time.
Man, I need a good cry
I feel the need for a cathartic cry.
Been feeling down on my luck, never given up but never good enough
I've been persistently facing challenges and setbacks, never achieving the expected success.
What once was light is now a sacrifice, but if I don't bite I'm gonna pay a bigger price
What was once easy has become a struggle, and avoiding the challenge will lead to more significant consequences.
Got skin in the game, but not quite, not quite
I'm involved or invested in something, but not fully committed or engaged.
Hours that can never be restored, flowers in letters I left on your door fall short
Time cannot be reclaimed, and my attempts, symbolized by flowers and letters, fall short in expressing myself.
So I resort to fallow
Resorting to a state of inactivity or unproductivity.
But it took four years to paint the Sistine Chapel even for Michelangelo
Comparing the time-consuming process to paint the Sistine Chapel by Michelangelo to my own struggles.
A sacred silence fills the air every time I prime myself to go nowhere
A significant and reverent quietness surrounds me when I prepare to do nothing.
I'll take a tour of each and all my drawers, but I'm never quite sure just what I'm looking for
Examining my past (drawers) but uncertain about my purpose or what I seek.
Will I ever know if I'm cut out for more
Uncertain if I have the capacity for more or if I'm suited for greater things.
Hours that can never be restored, flowers in letters I left on your door fall short
Reiterating the irreversibility of time and the inadequacy of my expressions through flowers and letters.
So I resort to fallow
Returning to a state of inactivity or unproductivity.
But it took four years to paint the Sistine Chapel even for Michelangelo
Revisiting the comparison of my struggles to the time it took Michelangelo to paint the Sistine Chapel.
So, I'll never stop trying to write
I will persist in trying to write despite the difficulties.
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