Verse 1 They taught us the rules in script of gold, Etched on the backs of the weary and old. Said, "Walk this line, it’s safer and known," But I saw the cracks where wildflowers'd grown. The gears of the order hum hollow tune, Grinding dreams into dust beneath paper moon. Who’s to say though that the machine’s divine, When its cogs wear faces that look like mine? Chorus So I’ll dance on the edge of canon’s frame, Where the colors shift and the rules lose their name. I’ll paint with the chaos, I’ll sing with the strange, For the misfit’s song is the anthem of change. Verse 2 They whispered, "Be still, let the tide pull you in," Though I’d rather drown than betray tender kin. The ocean roars where the breakers collide, A heretic swims where the daring reside. I’m the splintered glass in the perfect view, A fractal of truth in a sky painted blue. While they chase shadows in the house of norms, I’ll question the darkness, I’ll reshape its forms. Chorus So I’ll dance on the edge of canon’s frame, Where the colors shift and the rules lose their name. I’ll paint with the chaos, I’ll sing with the strange, For the misfit’s song is the anthem of change. Bridge The phoenix rises from the ash, A paradox born of flaming backlash. The labyrinth twists, and the heart knows the way, Through the dark, through the strange, to the breaking of day. The crooked tree reaches where the straight will not, Its roots find water in thirstiest spot. What they call "wrong" is the map I hold, A treasure that gleams in defiance of gold. Chorus So I’ll dance on the edge of canon’s frame, Where the colors shift and the rules lose their name. I’ll paint with the chaos, I’ll sing with the strange, For the misfit’s song is the anthem of change. Outro Let them cling to the center, benign in their chains, While I chase the horizon, the squal in my veins. For the maladjusted are the seeds of the new, Breaking through stone with a vision askew. And I’ll dance on the edge of canon’s frame, Where the fearless dreamers ignite the flame. We’ll paint with the chaos, we’ll sing with the strange, For the misfit’s song is the anthem of change. And I’ll sing along to the anthem of change. Our misfit's song is the anthem of change. (instrumental outro)