[Verse 1] I’m different— I’m weathered yet untethered, I’m driven, Yet wander where I’m led. I’m all a clash of colors, Uncertain, Both timid and audacious, Soft and stern. I’m different, I crave the world’s wild blending! A thousand shades within me, ever mending— From western skies to eastern dawns, From envy’s sting to rapture’s songs. [Chorus] I sing, I drink, No thought of fate’s dark ending, With open arms, I fall to fields of green. And if I fade beneath this world’s wide splendor, I’ll perish from the joy that I have been. [Verse 2] I’m different— You’ll ask me, “Where’s your wholeness?” Yet in this chaos lies a priceless boldness. I’m vital, I’m brimming, uncontained, Like hay piled high on a wagon’s frame. I’m different, I soar through voices calling, With butterflies in eyes, and dreams enthralling, The hay spills free through every seam! I’d roam through London’s lanes, untamed and reckless, Speak halting words with strangers, bold and feckless. I’d chase the dawn through Paris, free and fleet! [Bridge] Let all the world spin wild in gleeful motion, I seize each breath, each spark of life’s devotion. Through stars and grass, through boundless open air, I am my own ballad, my soul laid bare. [Chorus] I sing, I drink, No thought of fate’s dark ending, With open arms, I fall to fields of green. And if I fade beneath this world’s wide splendor, I’ll perish from the joy that I have been
