*PAST* 🎤 Lyrics Challenge (Joe) 🎤 ⏰ TOMORROW Thursday 3PM EST / 9PM CET (AMS) / 12PM PST (LA) ⭐ Unofficial Community Event, Treblo Radio ⭐ Grab the lyrics, make it YOUR style 📻 More info on the song page — Title: Teddy (Unofficial) - Song by Joe | Treblo

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Host 2:

Hello everybody.

Host 1:

Welcome in, everyone — you’re right on time for this week’s event.

And oh yes, we’ve got something special for you.

Host 2:

The lyric is in.

Host 1:

It got a little hope, a little ache, and plenty of room for you to move it around.

Host 2:

Listen close — not just for what it is, but for what it is for you.

Host 1:

A cover, a confession, a groove, a whisper, a shout… we’ll take it all.

Take it, twist it, bend it — make it yours.

And here we go:

Host 2:

If he woke up in the morning.

Eyes of button, quiet and round.

He'd hold his heart in silence,

where my old mistakes are found.

He'd watch me keep my almosts,

just like pennies in a seam.

And lift them one by one to see

what still might gleam.

He wouldn't accuse, he'd hold the space instead.

A lovin', steady patience where lonely things are met.

He'd press his palms to mine and say it's not so bad.

That every loose and trembling thread is patient to be had.

He might be quietly sad for chances that I have let go,

Not angry, just a softer ache, that wants to help me grow.

He’d calm with forgiveness the places I can't reach,

Teach me to open doors and walk across the bridge.

I stay, I stay - by your side.

I stay, I stay - do not hide.

Oh, no. Oh, no. Oh, no.

And if he were a person, he'd be gentle in his try.

Not counting any failure, only watching me and why.

He'd give me back my courage in the space between his palms,

A promise made of breath and simple calms.

So keep him near, though he is only - you.

The darkness won't be over, that part is true.

But you have stopped running.

And that will do.

Host 1:

Now that is something.

Host 2:

Again: don’t be shy with your version. Don’t worry about being perfect — worry about being honest. Worry about making it yours.

Host 1:

Read it, sing it, bend it, break it open a little. Let it become your voice, your rhythm, your kind of truth.

Host 2:

Because that’s what this is about: taking one lyric and letting it live a few different lives.

Host 1:

And we cannot wait to hear what you do with it.