In the entirety of my sobriety.
I realized I'm high off life
and belong to a special society.

The uncommon and the weird

We wear a language of mystery
Seeping through the walls of our secrecy
Tip-toeing into galaxies
Not known by the Forgery

And so when they ask us "how do you do?"
We reply by saying "super" as their minds move over
With stars in their eyes something similar to a supernova

And then You as you are will see a black hole
And You'll think the hole is in the wall and You'll come closer

We're the uncommon and the weird
What do You know about expression
And exposure?

We turn average pathways
Into nostalgic lanes
Twisting your fairy tales
From great friendly giants
To interrupted miscommunication

Living in a world
Who will never understand
Rolling our tongues
Trying to express the disparity

Hush, hush
Don't share
Sworn by oath
"Never tamper there, those kids are special dear"

And

We once exposed these certain words
These certain secrets of inner worlds

To a reader like you

That reader bellowed

"I'm neither here nor there
You're nowhere...
and yet you're everywhere

Here...

I believe
I'll never tamper there
I believe
Those kids are special dear

I believe
Being the real you is special, yeah"

Take a pen and make a note
This society rules deeper than your coat
Deeper than your veins

When stranded and mishap become
Your middle names
Welcome to
The Uncommon and the Weird