Turn It, Turn It

[Verse 1]
You keep the first page folded in your coat
A little gold-edged promise, soft and warm
Every new beginning wears a borrowed face
You love the opening, then you lose the nerve

[Pre-Chorus]
The ink is dry, the room is still
You know the next line might be real

[Chorus]
Turn it, turn it—let the old page fall
One more first chapter, one more brave call
You can’t keep every story in your hands
Turn it, turn it—make a place to stand

[Verse 2]
A thousand little endings wait in rows
Each one a door you never let you through
You call it keeping every possibility
But the book stays shut, and so do you

[Pre-Chorus]
The ink is dry, the room is still
You know the next line might be real

[Chorus]
Turn it, turn it—let the old page fall
One more first chapter, one more brave call
You can’t keep every story in your hands
Turn it, turn it—make a place to stand

[Bridge]
Maybe the page is blank for a while
Maybe the next line takes its time
But a story isn’t saved by staying still
You’re allowed to leave the first page behind

[Final Chorus]
Turn it, turn it—let the old page fall
One more first chapter, one more brave call
You can’t keep every story in your hands
Turn it, turn it—make a place to stand
Turn it, turn it—let the old page fall
One more first chapter, one more brave call
You can’t keep every story in your hands
Turn it, turn it—make a place to stand

[Outro]
Make a place to stand
Turn it, turn it