I'll put on my shoes, the good ones
This time I have to run like never before
Where to go? Where to go?
I'll choose the best guess
I'm inventing an adjective for this noun that's rare for real
How is it done? How is it done?
Discovering ourselves to be marvelous, humanly lost
In a tired noise of a halfway through dream
You don't know how normal it is to feel different
Anguished but marvelous
In a day with no celebrations take me dancing a bit more
I'll chase the clear where you don't expect
Where to go?
I'll put on my dress, the good one
Because nothing resembles me and you will notice, and I will notice
Where to go? How is it done?
I do not know
Discovering ourselves to be marvelous, humanly lost
In a tired noise of a halfway through dream
You don't know how normal it is to feel different
Anguished but marvelous
In a day with no celebrations take me dancing a bit more
I'll chase the clear where you don't expect
Where to go?
You don't know how normal it is to feel different
Anguished but marvelous
In a day with no celebrations take me dancing a bit more
I'll chase the clear where you don't expect