Guitar

[Intro] (Acoustic guitar — fingerpicking, a light tap on the body, percussion: cajon, rhythm 130; deep bass comes in, bass 800 — low dense rumble) [Verse 1] I sit down again, straighten my shoulders, My fingers are burning, but the chords just won’t click. Each chord is like a step on broken glass, But I won’t give up — I’ll start again. The string rings out, as if it’s crying in pain, I mix up the frets, I’m losing control, But in all this noise, a sound is born, My very first, awkward, but mine alone. [Pre‑Chorus] The hours keep ticking, but my fingers won’t bend, Calluses are like medals — let them stay. I know: somewhere beyond the wall of mistakes, The purest melody is waiting for me. [Chorus] This isn’t just walking in circles, It’s a path through thorns to the stars, upward. Let my fingers tremble, let my voice be hoarse, I’ll learn this world through sound and laughter. Through sweat and tears, through a hundred “it didn’t work”, I take a step, and again — forward. The guitar sings, even if it’s still a bit off‑key, But my heart already knows for sure — this is the flight. [Verse 2] Barre chord again, pain in my wrist once more, I whisper to myself: “Just one more try.” Making mistakes is part of the journey, too, The main thing is not to quit, the main thing is to keep moving through. I stare at the tabs like at a map in a storm, Every stroke is a trace on wet sand. And even if it doesn’t sound like the masters’ yet, In every mistake, there’s a spark in my hand. [Pre‑Chorus] The hours keep ticking, but my fingers are getting softer, Calluses have become my armor — I can feel the rhythm now. I hear how the noise turns into music, How chaos becomes a clear, steady melody. [Chorus] This isn’t just walking in circles, It’s a path through thorns to the stars, upward. Let my fingers tremble, let my voice be hoarse, I’ll learn this world through sound and laughter. Through sweat and tears, through a hundred “it didn’t work”, I take a step, and again — forward. The guitar sings, even if it’s still a bit off‑key, But my heart already knows for sure — this is the flight. [Solo] (Acoustic guitar: melodic, slightly ragged solo, highlighting the struggle and growth; percussion holds the rhythm; bass adds depth) [Chorus] This isn’t just walking in circles, It’s a path through thorns to the stars, upward. Let my fingers tremble, let my voice be hoarse, I’ll learn this world through sound and laughter. Through sweat and tears, through a hundred “it didn’t work”, I take a step, and again — forward. The guitar sings, and now it’s not off‑key anymore — Now it’s a song that’s rushing forward! [Outro] (Gradual fade‑out: guitar holds one long chord, percussion fades away, bass drops low, leaving an echo)