Sitting on the edge. Of an armchair. My seatbelt unfastened. Shoelaces not tied. Letting the wind mess my hair. Make up all smudged. Waking up all blurry eyed. It's t(oo) early in the morning. For my words to come out right. Just getting used to sunshine. I'm still squinting in the light. And it looks like a perfect day. Just to get away. All the mundane. Has bought out the rebel. I was born to be. And it feels like the perfect time. Just to break away. This is my life. It's a sojourn from the norm oh yeah. I'm a non-conformist. I like doing stupid things. Like laughing on a train. Or falling in love again. Television magazines. They tell you how to live your life. But not how to use your brain. It's t(oo) early in the morning. For my words to come out right. Just getting used to sunshine. I'm still squinting in the light. And it looks like a perfect day. Just to get away. All the mundane. Has bought out the rebel. I was born to be. And it feels like the perfect time. Just to break away. This is my life. It's a sojourn from the norm yeah oh yeah. I wanna do something. I've never done. Dip my toe. Beneath the surface. Of a sea that I've never seen the bottom of. I'm not perfect. Don't have to be. Can walk around in just bare feet. I'm comfortable in my own skin. My confidence it starts within. And it looks like a perfect day. Just to get away. All the mundane. Has bought out the rebel. I was born to be. And it feels like a perfect time. Just to break away. This is my life. It's a sojourn from the norm. A sojourn from the norm oh yeah.