Musician.

Need to run

I seem to stick in time

Where echoes hum but voices drown

Notes and chords, they paint my days

Yet steal the sun in subtle ways

The sky, I've heard, is vast and sweet

A canvas melody

The grass still bends beneath the breeze

A secret through the trees

I wish I could step out of it

And free

But I can't, I just can't get rid of it

It locks me away

It locks me away

But I've built my walls too high

Afraid to love, afraid to try

What if I fall? What if I break?

What if my heart is a great mistake?

Yet somewhere past this lonely door

The world awaits with so much more

Not just the songs inside my head

But voice is real, with words unsaid

So let me step beyond my fear

To taste the wind, to feel what's near

I mean not just the future, vast, unknown

But this small moment

I mean here, at home