The stories behind Pass It On

• Pass It On and the Notebook Every Biomed Keeps by the Bench — A country-pop ballad about mentorship grew out of a small, ordinary habit: the notebook, full of careful arrows, that keeps a hard-won fix from being lost.

Lyrics

You learned the language of a fan screen

By listening close to what it didn't say

A worn -out cable, one loose connection

A patient room that needed care that day

You kept a notebook by the service card

With careful arrows only you could read

Each hard one fixed became a quiet map

For someone facing what you'd already seen

Years have left their fingerprints

On every lesson, every scar

What you know is more than history

It can guide somebody far

Pass it on, don't let it disappear

Tell the story of the problem you once feared

Show the hands that follow where your hands have been

Give another search and technician away

And what you carry through the the long nights in the unknown can become a

light when they are working on their own pass it on let the hard

road speak so they don't have to climb it week by

week

you answer calls from rooms you've never seen and talk to every

teammate through the test you taught the why behind the careful steps

so confidence could grow beside the rest

younger hands may hesitate at first

The questions are the doorway, not a flaw

A patient voice can turn a fault report

Into the first clear answer that they saw

Every workaround, every breakthrough

Every lesson learned in time

Can become a steady hand for someone

Someone standing at the same steep climb

Pass it on, don't let it disappear

Tell the story of the problem you once feared

Show the hands that follow where your hands have been

Give another searching technician a way in

What you carry through the long nights and the unknown

Can become a lot when they are working on their own

Pass it on, let the hard road speak

So they don't have to climb it week by week

Leave the notes beside the tools

Leave the questions on the board

Let a video cross the distance,

let a lesson open doors

There is strength in saying, here's what I found

There is mercy in the time you save

One shared solution can travel farther

Than the single room it once could reach

Pass it on, let every lesson live there is more to repair than

what the manuals give raise the eyes of those who wonder if they can

put your years of practice in another's hands what you carry through the

long nights and the unknown

Can become the ground beneath them when they're on their own

Pass it on, let the hard road speak

Turn the years into a way forward they can keep

The knowledge you carry can become

Someone else's way forward

The knowledge you carry can become

Someone else's way forward