[Intro]
Rain taps the windows of the quiet floor.
[Verse 1]
In the quiet stacks I guard the evening light,
A shy librarian with a spark ready to ignite.
Between the shelves and silent whispers I rehearse,
A vanished fear, a flicker, and a careful verse.
[Pre-Chorus]
If I learn the trick, if I conjure a gleam,
Maybe the world will finally hear my dream.
[Chorus]
I will wow them all with an unexpected flourish,
From whispered shelves to a blazing stage.
A shy heart's spark becomes a thunderous chorus,
When I unveil the magic I kept backstage.
[Verse 2]
Late at night I practice, sleeves pulled just so,
Coins vanish, cards appear, then softly show.
My name on the marquee might begin as a lie,
But I keep the courage, let it multiply.
[Pre-Chorus]
One practiced trick, one fearless bow to rise,
I picture the crowd lighting up with bright eyes.
[Chorus]
I will wow them all with an unexpected flourish,
From whispered shelves to a blazing stage.
A shy heart's spark becomes a thunderous chorus,
When I unveil the magic I kept backstage.
[Bridge]
Dust motes become stars when the spotlight knows my name,
I trade the quiet for thunder, I claim the flame.
The library nods, the world leans in to see,
The shy librarian finally learns to be free.
[Chorus]
I will wow them all with an unexpected flourish,
From whispered shelves to a blazing stage.
A shy heart's spark becomes a thunderous chorus,
When I unveil the magic I kept backstage.
[Outro]
Curtain falls, the shelves applaud, and I take my bow.
The dream stays loud, the quiet shelves still sing.
