From the first day I could see I was looking at a different world than everyone around me saw Same sky same street same classroom same words — a completely different everything I could not bring my passions from the same place yours came from I tried I could not wake my heart to the same things yours woke to I tried And all I ever loved I loved alone the crowd was there but I was on my own from childhood's hour this was already written the mystery that binds me still — I didn't choose this but I'm living in it I felt the storm before I knew what storms meant I felt the lightning like a frequency I was tuned to that nobody else was receiving The thunder was the first thing that ever made sense to me They pulled from a common spring I couldn't find the source They woke to the same tone I heard something else And all I ever loved I loved alone the crowd was there but I was on my own from childhood's hour this was already written the mystery that binds me still — I didn't choose this but I'm living in it THE DEMON IN MY VIEW WAS JUST THE CLOUD THAT EVERYONE ELSE CALLED BEAUTIFUL AND I COULD NOT LOOK AWAY FROM THE DEMON I COULD NOT LOOK AWAY It's not that I'm broken. It's not that I'm wrong. It's that the world was calibrated for a frequency I have never been able to produce. And I have been trying since childhood. And I am tired of trying. And all I ever loved I loved alone (I loved alone) the crowd was there but I was on my own (on my own) from childhood's hour — Poe already said it — the mystery that binds me still I didn't choose this (I didn't choose this) but I'm living in it (I'm living in it) and the demon in the cloud is just me finally seeing clearly
