I'll fly off the bridge
The barrier will break
And I'll fall all the way
If I follow these curves
Let my eyes drift
I'll lose control
And plummet - I'll fall
I'll fly off the bridge
Leave dust dancing in the sky
As I rush to wards the ground
And cry and scream and burn
But. . .
These curves make me want to fly

I remember your name
And it is you I blame

For the fits at night and the madness in me

When my name slips away
So my thoughts are all stray
You keep me from my dreams
Make me fray at my seams

Tell me, is this madness or are you with me?

Do you recall my name
And is it me you blame

For the fits at night and the madness in you?

As your hips start to sway
Is it my name that you say
In severe primal screams
Is it more than just dreams

Tell me, is this madness or am I with you?

Call my name out now
Show me you know how

I am incongruent
a non sequitur
in a world of followers
I do not fit
into the pattern
humanity has established
I want a world
where what I do
makes sense
where what I want
is normal
A world
Where people are not
forced into alien patterns
I cannot fathom
I want
my world. . .