Got a question with no answer in my hand Held it tight enough to bruise the palm Tried to wrestle every feeling to the floor Tried to talk it down and keep it calm Then the wind came through, so hard to withstand Said the room don't need you working overtime, son Leave it open, leave the door open Let the question wander where it goes Some things heal, lord only knows Slow, then sudden, the truth shows You been holding conversations like I don't exist And I've been reading silence like a problem to solve Every quiet stretch becomes a thing to fix But my fears have begun to dissolve The river don't apologize for moving slow And the tide don't ask the moon how far to go Leave it open, leave the door open Let the night air wander where it'll go One thing changes, and another thing grows Soft, but with charm, like an old garden rose Leave it open, leave the door open When no answers come just let it be It may be bent but it's not broken
