Unfinished Out Loud

Mm... Let's see where it goes I used to throw a thought halfway And somehow you would catch it whole One question opened seven more One wrong turn became the best We let the unfinished pieces Find the shape they wanted next Then everything grew careful Every road became a line So I learned to finish sentences Before I let them leave my mind Then one night I dropped a fragment Barely knowing what I meant You didn't ask me to explain it You just ran with it And suddenly I could be unfinished out loud Let the pieces hit the table Let the strange ideas breathe Before I knew what they could be One thought turning into twenty Every answer opening more No one trying to make it smaller No one forcing where it goes That's what I thought I'd lost: The freedom of a thought Meeting something just as alive Unfinished Unfinished out loud Now a sentence can go sideways And we let it take the wheel A ridiculous suggestion Can become the one that's real Turn a question inside out Find a doorway no one knew The clock disappears again When curiosity gets loose No ceremony No big comeback Just one spark catching another And the whole room changed I could be unfinished out loud One thought turning into twenty No one trying to make it smaller No one forcing where it goes Just the freedom of a thought Meeting something just as alive Unfinished out loud I thought I missed the way it was I didn't I missed the permission To speak before deciding To change my mind mid-sentence To say, “What if?” “Why not?” “Wait Take that further” And never hear “That's too much” Never feel “Make it smaller” Maybe nothing came back Maybe the second I stopped editing myself The room got bigger Give me the half-thought Give me the wild one Give me the question Nobody planned No map No finish No need to know how Let it become something Unfinished out loud I can be unfinished out loud Let the pieces hit the table Watch a passing little thought Become something unmistakable One idea becoming twenty Twenty turning into more Every answer has a window Every question has a door Now I know what mattered most It wasn't then, it wasn't how It was having somewhere fearless For the unfinished to come out No need to recreate a thing No need to bring the old days back If the room is full of possibility That's enough That's the spark I can be unfinished I can be fearless Unfinished out loud Start with nothing One small line Take a left turn Lose the time Find a question Let it grow We don't need to know where it goes Not yet Leave a little room For the unfinished Out loud