See, we don’t really care who you are,
we’ve kind of got this non-exclusive policy
of determining exactly who we open up to
and let into our family, and then who becomes
a part of our united mass or harmony, and that’s
kind of become the thesis to this song, because
through suffering,acceptance, grief, and strife,
there’s no way that your puzzle piece fits into our
puzzle wrong, because everyone is welcome
on this stage that we call life.

And we don’t really care who you are,
everyone is capable of looking up
and wishing on a star, so catch it,
so contagious, this day-dreamer’s disease,
and hope can be your sword, slaying
darkness with belief.

And we don’t really care who you are,
regardless of how lost you are returning from,
regardless of how far, bring me all the worst of
your broken, bruised, insane, because that’s the
things with music, when it hits, you feel no pain,
No matter what you did, I promise we forgave it,
When all that’s left is your voice, you’ve got no
choice but to raise it, all you broken hearts, all you
dejected dreams, just let yourself be free because
even broken wings can fly away.