[Verse 1] There's a hallway lined with locks, Polished floors and careful clocks. Every step rehearsed and sure, Every wall a quiet cure. Safe light. Soft air. Calm. At the end a narrow frame, No brass plate, no noble name. Just a handle worn and thin, Cold from all the hands that didn't. Wait. Doubt. Turn back. [Pre-Chorus] Some stand there their whole life long, Listening for a safer song. But silence grows behind the door Of everything you came here for. Pause. Breathe. Choose. [Chorus] Risk is the door. Not the wall you feared before. The hinge between the life you know And the one you're here to own. One step. One turn. One more. The key was never hidden deep — It's courage in the hand you keep. Risk is the door. [Verse 2] Others walk the narrow lane Where nothing breaks and nothing gains. Gardens trimmed to careful lines, Comfort growing quiet vines. Soft ground. Low wind. Small sky. But storms write maps across the sea, Paths no harbor lets you see. Every wave that tests the mast Is proof the ship was built to last. Wind. Salt. Far. [Pre-Chorus – Variation] Every door worth walking through First required the step of dread. Every threshold, every gate Once was opened scared and late. Stand. Turn. Open. [Bridge] Wood may tremble in the seam, Dark may wait behind the beam. But doors don't promise what you'll find — They only test the heart and mind. Quiet. Dark. Now. [Final Chorus] Risk is the door. The threshold of the life you're meant for. Behind it waits a wider floor Than anything you knew before. One step. One breath. One more. Safety keeps the hall intact — But courage is the hinge that moves. Risk is the door. Open.
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