If Weird is Honest, What Does Normal Mean

The night speaks my secrets loud Mirror stares back at me proud Strange feels like my closest friend Whispers climb the hollow end If the stars knew my name Would they ignite or just complain If weird is honest what does normal mean In this shadow-lighted dream Feel the beat of my twisted soul Dancing through this blackened hole If truth is strange and life is keen Then what's the point of normal being People walk like moving blurs Chasing tales they think are pure I stand in the middle ground Listening to the silent sound If the stars knew my name Would they ignite or just complain If weird is honest what does normal mean In this shadow-lighted dream Feel the beat of my twisted soul Dancing through this blackened hole If truth is strange and life is keen Then what's the point of normal being