My Open Book. Lyrics by #drpatty2e

(Verse 1) I lay my pages bare, unbound, For all the world to see. The stories etched with joy and pain, Each line a piece of me. A choice was made to voice the burn, To let it rise and glow. Another’s hand, with subtle aim, Turned embers into show. (Chorus) Yet chatter hums, a spectral string, Plucking truths with shadowed wing. Fleeting tones that twist and tear, My open book to brave the air. (Verse 2) When tides are stirred by whispers’ sway, Their force will wane and die. I sail a course, unbound, direct, Through storm-lit, shadowed sky. I leave the door ajar for light, Where curious can grow. An open book’s a beacon clear, For all who choose to know. (Chorus) Yet chatter hums, a spectral string, Plucking truths with shadowed wing. Fleeting tones that twist and tear, My open book will brave the air. (Bridge) A thirst for drama cloaked as aid, Feigns purpose in a fleeting trade. A hollow grasp at borrowed might, A spark that dims without the night. It's kind to ache for pain that's real, Though stepping in won't help or heal. Awareness lacks, yet growth may start, When motives meet a mindful heart. (Final Chorus) And chatter hums, a spectral string, Plucking truths with shadowed wing. Yet honesty will stand and dare, My open book with integrity there. I will walk with integrity there.