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Worth to Turn Around

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[Intro — vinyl crackle, highway ambience, cassette rewind] [Spoken, close-mic] Okay. Remain calm. You didn’t lose it because you stopped looking. You lost it when you decided turning around cost too much. [Engine rev] [Record Scratch] [Beat Drop] [Verse 1] I got one hand on the wheel, one hand on the wound Headlights cutting through a half-dead moon Everybody say, “Keep going, don’t look behind” But what if the truth got left in my mind? What if I parked my love in a bad assumption? Called fear a fact, then I stopped discussion? What if I learned how to live with the ache Before I learned what was mine to save? Got seven new habits, got ten new plans Still got a hole where the answer stands I can build a whole life, make it look brand new But the road keeps asking what I didn’t do [Pre-Chorus — beat thins, choir enters] They say, “Move on.” I say, “From what?” If I never checked Whether the road was shut. They say, “Heal up.” I say, “That’s true.” But healing ain’t proof There was nothing left to do. [Chorus — huge, chantable] How much is it worth— Worth to turn around? [Turn around!] How much is a truth That you left on the ground? [Turn around!] I can survive it, Yeah, I know that now— But surviving the loss Ain’t the same as finding out! How much is it worth— Worth to turn around? [Turn around!] Stay real! Stay good! Stay your ass down! Don’t run so far You forget what you found! [Post-Chorus — chopped hyperpop] Turn-turn-turn-turn around! No-no-no borrowed conclusion! Turn-turn-turn-turn around! Don’t build a home in confusion! [Verse 2 — faster, distorted rap delivery] I ain’t saying chase what don’t choose you back I ain’t saying beg where the trust got cracked Their will is theirs, my will is mine Love ain’t a warrant and hope ain’t a line But I won’t sit still and call that fate If I never asked what was at the gate If I never looked at the thing I feared If I never made the meaning clear ‘Cause some things don’t fall from your pocket, friend They disappear in the middle of the end Trust gets lost, clarity gets drowned Safety goes missing when the voices get loud And maybe I left it in a sentence wrong Maybe I left it where the silence got long Maybe I left it where the panic said, “Go” And the brave part of me said, “I don’t know.” [Break — beat stops, DJ scratch, choir] [Scratch] I don’t know! [Choir] Look again! [Scratch] I don’t know! [Choir] Look within! [Bridge — stripped organ, raw vocal] There are things I cannot know. There are doors I cannot force. There are people I cannot make Come walking back across the course. But there are questions I can ask. There are miles that I can trace. There are honest words I can say Without demanding someone’s place. I won’t confuse “I’m afraid” With “there’s nothing left to find.” I won’t confuse a closed heart With the limits of my mind. [Build — handclaps accelerate] If I’m bleeding— I look! If I’m grieving— I look! If I loved it— I look! If I lost it— I LOOK! [Final Chorus — half-time then double-time] How much is it worth— Worth to turn around? [TURN AROUND!] How much is a love That you left on the ground? [TURN AROUND!] I can survive it, Yeah, I know that now— But surviving the loss Ain’t the same as finding out! How much is it worth— Worth to turn around? [Turn around!] Stay real! Stay good! Stay your ass down! If the road is truly closed, I can live with what I found— But I won’t call it gone Till I turn around! [Outro — cassette slow-down, distant choir] [Spoken] The most important things we lose don’t always fall out of our pockets. [Needle lift]