soaring high up in the sky
he lets out a joyful cry
he has his wings spread out wide
and has his heart filled up with pride
The sunbeams down at him
while he dives on a whim.
As a smile plays upon its lips,
The sun tightens its scalding grip
'Icarus is flying too high' they sigh
as he lets another joyful cry
'but I won't make the same mistakes' he thinks
as he flies closer to the brink.
Jul 6, 2020
Jul 6, 2020 at 11:23 AM UTC
soaring high up in the sky
he lets out a joyful cry
he has his wings spread out wide
and has his heart filled up with pride
The sunbeams down at him
while he dives on a whim.
As a smile plays upon its lips,
The sun tightens its scalding grip
'Icarus is flying too high' they sigh
as he lets another joyful cry
'but I won't make the same mistakes' he thinks
as he flies closer to the brink.
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