There's a place you know
where the artists go
and honey colors line the sky

you're alive inside
trust your thunderous mind
always chasing, searching

always something new to find

and someday the walls of this town

are gonna cave in
and oh,
this explosion inside you

is gonna burst through your skin

Chorus

'Cause you see the beauty
with one hand open and one clasped tight
society don't know a damn about this life

and when they ask you for your name
you reply with all you know
saying I,

I am human
I am human


There's a place you know
where the artists go
and nobody holds an unseen light

nobody's masked, there's no stolen skin
cause you're proud to belong
where nobody fits in


and oh, as you burn bright with this youth
hold on to those eyes that cut straight to the truth