naviarhaiku610 – dropped glass

The haiku shared by Naviar Records offered an image that proved to be a rich metaphor.

I had a chord progression from playing on my ukulele and had recently tuned my tenor guitar to suit similar intervals, although it's ADF#B rather than CGEA. 

Lyrics were generated with ChatGPT, but required editing to arrive at the result that were recorded:

A silence so heavy
felt it would break today
weight of words angrily told
left scattered, sharp and cold

Now a memory that can’t be shut
each shard a lesson, every cut
your apology won’t revoke
the ringing echo of what we broke

When you dropped the glass
and time slowed down
shattered dreams in pieces

scattered on the ground

The cracks are just the space we need
a chance to heal the cuts we bleed
glass debris after the fall
singing on the kitchen floor

You said you didn’t mean it
But the words had already flown
now we're left here waiting
with truth openly known

Now the floor is all swept
we’re still lost in the past
and that sound of breaking glass
is the only thing that lasts

The ring it leaves behind
a circle, tight and blind
the sound of what we lost
a chord that pays the cost

The cracks are just the space we need
a chance to heal the cuts we bleed
we made a window with glass melted down
from outside your knocks are a softer sound

The cracks are just the space we need
a chance to heal the cuts we bleed
like glass debris after the fall
singing on the kitchen floor