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There were rooms of forgiveness
There used to be opportunities for forgiveness
In the house that we share
In the shared home we had
But the space has been emptied
But now, that space is vacant
Of whatever was there
Devoid of whatever goodwill was present
There were cupboards of patience
There used to be ample reserves of patience
There were shelf loads of care
And plenty of care stored on the shelves
But whoever came calling
But anyone who sought assistance
Found nobody there
Discovered there was nobody there to help
After today consider me gone
From this day onward, please regard me as absent or departed
Roses have thorns and shining waters mud
Difficulties exist even in beautiful things (roses have thorns, shining waters can be muddy)
And cancer lurks deep in the sweetest bud
Even the most pleasant things can have hidden dangers or problems
Clouds and eclipses stain the moon and the sun
Negative occurrences can blemish the most revered (clouds and eclipses can mar the moon and sun)
And history reeks of the wrongs we have done
The past is marked by the mistakes and injustices we've committed
After today, consider me gone
From now on, view me as no longer present or involved
I've spent too many years at war with myself
I've spent too much time in inner conflict
The doctor has told me it's no good for my health
A medical professional has advised against this internal struggle for my well-being
To search for perfection is all very well
Striving for flawlessness is commendable, but...
But to look for heaven is to live here in hell
...seeking an ideal existence might lead to an unhappy life in the present
After today, consider me gone
From now on, please regard me as absent or departed
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