[verse, hushed, visceral, intimate] I've been arm wrestling my fear at a small table inside my chest. Elbow down. Jaw tight. Waiting for it to give. I call this devotion. I say I surrender. I say I serve the truth. If love is endless why does it narrow inside me? I decided fear must mean I'm not there yet. So I lean in. I push back. Spiritual strength training.
[pre-chorus, observational, sharp, building] Knuckles white with enlightenment. I measure myself against sensation. As if trembling were a verdict. As if fear were keeping score. But look closely — who's on the other side?
[chorus, opening, release, mantra] Open the hand. Open the hand. No one's on the other side. It's your own hand in disguise. Open the hand. Open the hand. Nothing here to win. Just energy moving through skin.
[verse, grounded, reframing, close] My forearm is trembling. I notice I've been holding my breath this whole time. Fear isn't mocking you. It's just sensation with a story attached. A pulse of electricity looking for space. Life never asked you to defeat yourself. You pulled up the chair.
[pre-chorus, turning, releasing, present] Still shaking. Still here. That's enough.
[chorus, softer, widening, mantra] Open the hand. Open the hand. Let the current run. Nothing here to prove. Open the hand. Open the hand. The match goes quiet. The force softens.
[bridge, somatic, tender, dissolving] Can you love here too? In the shaking. In the wanting reassurance. Tenderness is strength without armor. Underneath the table — no floor. No room. Just aliveness.
[chorus, expansive, transcendent, arriving] Open the hand. You are both hands. Knuckles white with enlightenment — now open. There is no opponent. There never was one. Just aliveness remembering it's free.
[outro, dissolving, minimal, warm] Jaw softens. Chest opens. Open. Just air.
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