Prompt: "Intentionality"

[Verse 1] I left the kettle singing on the stove While sorting every reason not to go A paper map was folded by the door With one red circle I had missed before [Pre-Chorus] I can keep the room exactly as it is Or turn the handle, feel the hinge give in [Chorus] I want my hands on something I have chosen Not just the weight of what I’ve always held If the road bends, let it show me where I’m going I’ll take the step and answer for myself No borrowed compass, no rehearsed permission I’m here, I’m awake, I’m making the decision [Verse 2] The old blue jacket still remembers rain The pocket holds a ticket with no name I used to wait for certainty to call Now I can move before I know it all [Pre-Chorus] There’s a quiet kind of courage in the start A small clear yes assembled in the heart [Chorus] I want my hands on something I have chosen Not just the weight of what I’ve always held If the road bends, let it show me where I’m going I’ll take the step and answer for myself No borrowed compass, no rehearsed permission I’m here, I’m awake, I’m making the decision [Bridge] Let the unopened letters stay unopened Let the unfinished plans become the past I don’t need a promise that it’s certain I only need a reason that can last [Final Chorus] I want my hands on something I have chosen And feel the shape of it become my own If the road bends, I’ll meet it while I’m moving A living answer never comes in stone No borrowed compass, no rehearsed permission I’m here, I’m awake, I’m making the decision [Outro] The kettle cools, the doorway fills with morning I take the map, and leave the circle forming