We were never meant to be monotone
Never intended for shapelessness, obscurity
We are mirror watchers, birds of prey
Raging, the way a river will after a storm
Rambling down the very same path that they did
With a carelessness that was born of need
Seeking to capture a wisdom that can be ours alone
No, we were never meant to be monotone!

We will set the world aflame with our words
And watch as mundane matters fall to ash
We’ll see ourselves in one another's eyes, wild
And wanting, scared and knowing, and - free
We were intended, birthed, to be as lightning
Brave and erratic, dangerous in our own simplicity
As we split the sky and personify the thunder, heard
Yes, as we set the world aflame with our words!

We’ll dance with wild abandon through the night
Moving to the rhythm of the fire as it flickers
Crying out, bleeding out, sending ourselves out
Into the unforgiving world that we’ve hidden from
Soaring into the vast purple blue of our twilight
Rejoicing then in the freedom of near insanity
And showing glimpses of ourselves as the sky alights
Oh! how wildly we will dance through the night!

Yes, we were meant... for this.