Stand Strange

[Intro]
[Prepared piano ostinato, sparse, eerie tape saturation]
[Cello distortion enters slowly]

[Verse 1]
I hear the frequencies between the spoken words
A different pattern in the movement of the birds
They build their houses with the windows facing in
I see the scaffolding, the machinery, the skin
It is a burden, carrying two pairs of eyes
One for the truth, and one to live inside their lies

[Pre-Chorus]
[Glitch chopped percussion building]
[Bittersweet synth pads rising]
It hurts to stand outside the glass
To watch the quiet shadows pass
To be the oddity they fear
When everything is crystal clear

[Chorus]
[Explosive drop, gated snare, bass wave drops]
[Harmonic guitar layers and detuned synth leads]
BEING STRANGE IS A BLESSING AND A CURSE
A LONELY LIGHT ACROSS THE UNIVERSE!
THEY HATE THE FIRE THAT THEY CANNOT CLAIM
BUT IT’S THE ONLY THING THAT BREAKS THE FRAME!
IT CUTS YOU DEEP, IT SETS YOU APART
BUT YOU HOLD THE REINS OF A BRAND NEW START!

[Verse 2]
[Phonk beat, heavy syncopated bass, detuned lead]
They call it broken just because it isn't smooth
They want a statue that refuses to move
I feel the isolation settling like frost
Counting the spaces where my comfort was the cost
Yet every wall they build to keep me out
Is just a blueprint of what I can tear down

[Pre-Chorus]
[Gated snare builds, cello distortion swells]
It hurts to speak in different tongues
To breathe a colder air into your lungs
To be the outsider in the room
When you can see the flowers in the gloom

[Chorus]
[Explosive drop, gated snare, bass wave drops]
[Harmonic guitar layers and choir pads]
BEING STRANGE IS A BLESSING AND A CURSE
A LONELY LIGHT ACROSS THE UNIVERSE!
THEY HATE THE FIRE THAT THEY CANNOT CLAIM
BUT IT’S THE ONLY THING THAT BREAKS THE FRAME!
IT CUTS YOU DEEP, IT SETS YOU APART
BUT YOU HOLD THE REINS OF A BRAND NEW START!

[Bridge]
[Music drops to prepared piano and choir pads]
[Bittersweet defiance]
The pain of seeing what they choose to hide...
Is the power to change it from the inside.
I will not dim it.
I will not bend.
If I am strange...
I am free until the end.

[Guitar Solo]
[Melodic prog rock, sweeping harmonic guitar, Riddim synth swells]

[Final Chorus]
[Maximum energy, heavy bass wave drops, gated snare]
BEING STRANGE IS A BLESSING AND A CURSE!
A LONELY LIGHT ACROSS THE UNIVERSE!
THEY HATE THE FIRE THAT THEY CANNOT CLAIM
BUT IT’S THE ONLY THING THAT BREAKS THE FRAME!
WE CARRY THE PAIN, WE BEAR THE DISTANCE
AND CHANGE THE WORLD THROUGH OUR EXISTENCE!

[Outro]
[Music fades to distorted cello and prepared piano]
A lonely vision.
A sacred key.
Stand strange.
Stand free.
[Plate reverb tail, lingering piano note]