Track 9 – Open Hands

INTRO
I used to say your name like honey slow,
on my tongue.
Now it’s just…
wind through a hook.

VERSE 1

I used to loop your touch
like late-night jazz,
pray time would pause
make “us” still last.
But you loved like games
with a straight-face grin,
sweet on the lips,
sharp under the skin.
I held that thread
till my hands said “enough,”
you can’t grip smoke and call it love.
Some smiles shine
till the light shift through
funny what time
and a groove can do.

PRE-CHORUS

For better or worse,
I loosen the rope,
hands open, head high
let it roll.
For better or worse,
breathe and cope,
heart still soft,
spine still bold.

CHORUS

For better or worse,
I’m moving on
on.
For better or worse,
your shadow gone
shadow gone.
Moving past the marks you left on me
left on me.
Moving to new skies,
new memory
new memory.
Moving… and I won’t stop
won’t stop.
Fading…
you fade away
fade away.

POST-CHORUS

(oooh) Fade away…
fade away…
(oooh) Fade away…
fade away…
Open hands…
open hands…

VERSE 2
Brand new day
and a brand new pace,
I don’t chase echoes
I give ’em space.
Yeah, I know you out there calling for me,
but I’m not where you left me
can’t find that key.
I let go so my hands stay free
stay free,
and my hands stay free
so I let go easy.
If love come right,
I won’t second-guess
I step in cool,
I step in fresh.

PRE-CHORUS 2
For better or worse,
I choose my lane,
I don’t rehearse that old hurt again.
I don’t chase peace
I place peace down,
I don’t feed fear
I fade fear out.

CHORUS

For better or worse,
I’m moving on
moving on.
For better or worse,
your shadow gone
shadow gone.
Moving past the marks you left on me
left on me.
Moving to new skies,
new memory
new memory.
Moving…
and I won’t stop
won’t stop.
Fading…
you fade away
fade away.

BRIDGE

Some nights I reach
then I laugh at that,
like “look at me”
trying to run it back.
But the past don’t love me,
it only loops,
so I turn that ache into dancefloor truth.
No bad blood
just lessons learned,
no closed fists
just corners turned.
Open hands…
open hands…
that’s how my future takes its turn.

FINAL CHORUS

For better or worse,
I’m moving on
moving on.
For better or worse,
your shadow gone
shadow gone.
Moving past the marks you left on me
left on me.
Moving to new skies,
new memory
new memory.
Moving…
and I won’t stop
won’t stop.
Moving…
toward what’s meant for me
meant for me.

OUTRO

Open hands…
(oooh) open hands…
Fade away…
(oooh) fade away…