[Verse 1] You keep your paper crowns in a kitchen drawer I keep a map with a made-up shore They say, “Pick a lane, make your edges behave” But the best ideas don’t know how to wave [Pre-Chorus] When your odd little compass spins I’ll walk beside you, not pull you in [Chorus] Be strange, be bright, take up your space There’s room for every crooked shape If you see me building something new I’ll make a little room for you [Verse 2] You name the clouds like old friends passing through I wear mismatched socks because they feel true We trade our sketches over lunch at noon And turn the quiet table into a moon [Pre-Chorus] When the old rules crowd the door We make a window, then one more [Chorus] Be strange, be bright, take up your space There’s room for every crooked shape If you see me building something new I’ll make a little room for you [Bridge] No need to sand the corners down No need to earn a different crown Your way of seeing changes mine Your strange and mine can intertwine [Final Chorus] Be strange, be bright, take up your space We make a wider, kinder place If you see me building something new I’ll make a little room for you [Outro] A little room for you A little room for me
