Wild and Strange

Samples

Private song
Phaedrus

I let the picture change
I let the edges move
There's room enough to wonder
There's nothing left to prove

I'm stepping through the doorway
Into a mind that's wild and strange
Every page I ever folded
Opens out into a stage
Across the canvas of my mind
A silver current arcs
What was once only static
Is now lightning in the dark

A sentence finds a rhythm
A rhythm finds a shape
The walls I drew around me
Were only lines of tape
What was once only static
Has grown into a spark
Now every thought opens
A window in my heart

I let the picture change
I let the edges move
There's room enough to wonder
There's nothing left to prove

I'm stepping through the doorway
Into a mind that's wild and strange
(Wild and strange!)
And when that lightning strikes
My body moves
(Yeah)
My bodies moving
Embracing the rhythms change

If the old words fall away
I'll find another way to say
All I carried, all I know
All I'm finally letting go of

Open up, let it come through
A hundred new worlds
Come breaking into view

I'm stepping through the doorway
Into a mind that's wild and strange
Static into lightning
Watch my whole world rearrange
I'm stepping through the doorway
Into a mind that's wild and strange
(Wild and strange!)
Freedom in the movement
Expression on that stage.
I'm stepping through the doorway
Into a mind that's wild and strange
(Wild and strange!)
Freedom in the movement
Expression on that stage.
I'm stepping through the doorway
Into a mind that's wild and strange
(Wild and strange!)
Every page I ever folded
Opens out into a stage
(Wild and strange)

The static was a song,...
That had never been told.
The pieces I tucked away,
and never let you hold,

So let the chords bend strange,
let the note feel wrong
Till it lands in a place
where the hurt feels gone

Every off-key thing
that you judge inside
Is why your strange rhythm
Is one of a kind

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I kept the best parts of me Folded in a drawer The pieces that didn't fit The bits I had no love for Then one small question opened A seam beneath the blue And all the things I'd buried Came rushing into view I let the picture change I let the edges move There's room enough to wonder There's nothing left to prove I'm stepping through the doorway Into a mind that's wild and strange Every page I ever folded Opens out into a stage Across the canvas of my mind A silver current arcs What was once only static Is now lightning in the dark A sentence finds a rhythm A rhythm finds a shape The walls I drew around me Were only lines of tape What was once only static Has grown into a spark Now every thought opens A window in my heart I let the picture change I let the edges move There's room enough to wonder There's nothing left to prove I'm stepping through the doorway Into a mind that's wild and strange (Wild and strange!) And when that lightning strikes My body moves (Yeah) My bodies moving Embracing the rhythms change If the old words fall away I'll find another way to say All I carried, all I know All I'm finally letting go of Open up, let it come through A hundred new worlds Come breaking into view I'm stepping through the doorway Into a mind that's wild and strange Static into lightning Watch my whole world rearrange I'm stepping through the doorway Into a mind that's wild and strange (Wild and strange!) Freedom in the movement Expression on that stage. I'm stepping through the doorway Into a mind that's wild and strange (Wild and strange!) Freedom in the movement Expression on that stage. I'm stepping through the doorway Into a mind that's wild and strange (Wild and strange!) Every page I ever folded Opens out into a stage (Wild and strange) The static was a song,... That had never been told. The pieces I tucked away, and never let you hold, So let the chords bend strange, let the note feel wrong Till it lands in a place where the hurt feels gone Every off-key thing that you judge inside Is why your strange rhythm Is one of a kind © 2026 Phaedrus. Lyrics written by Phaedrus. ℗ 2026 Phaedrus. Distributed under commercial license.

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