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Escaped have I from bitter chains, from older captive hands All there is are memories for me of solid land Only clouds and sky and sea, only clouds and sky and sea I have found, dear mother sea, that father sun, he calls Free as a bird upon wax wings with the gods Only clouds and sky and sea, only sky and sea and me I have raised myself upon the brim to fly forever more Fly not to high, they ask of me, or find Poseidon's door Fear not love, onward I come, a god upon wax wings To the stars, oh, to the sun, you'll find I too shall cling To the sun I climb, dear soul, to the sun I climb... oh no Brilliant sun, why do you lay such heated words on me Causing this god to become boy again, with wax melting One last kiss, one last touch, one last beckon and call One last thing Helios sing, "dear foolish child, FALL" So have moments turned from me, so must I turn down to sea Time stands still as if its will's to see my follied ways Tracing back the time I had before this fall, this flight, the chains Mother sea, be kind to me as your arms open wide The son you take, the heart you break, as your wave takes me inside To scream terror as wax and feather fall into te sea And tears that fall but can't be found... dear father, forgive me I will be in my new mother's arms forever more Never again to see the light of day, never to see the shore And when sandy beach does meet your eye and sun rise once again I pray land and live, your son forgive until you too descend Pray do not forget the tragic tale or sorrowful, little me Who at first glance had a chance to touch stars, but fell to sea And I beg you, dry tears from your eyes, do not cry again For whether land or sea, we'll meet once more, for both are mortal ends Listen with open hearts, with listening eyes, unfaltered in your core Reach for sun, dear soul, with humbled hands or see Poseidon's door Only clouds and sky in view, Only clouds and sky... and you...
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Sep 30, 2012
Sep 30, 2012 at 5:00 PM UTC
Icarus' Song
Escaped have I from bitter chains, from older captive hands All there is are memories for me of solid land Only clouds and sky and sea, only clouds and sky and sea I have found, dear mother sea, that father sun, he calls Free as a bird upon wax wings with the gods Only clouds and sky and sea, only sky and sea and me I have raised myself upon the brim to fly forever more Fly not to high, they ask of me, or find Poseidon's door Fear not love, onward I come, a god upon wax wings To the stars, oh, to the sun, you'll find I too shall cling To the sun I climb, dear soul, to the sun I climb... oh no Brilliant sun, why do you lay such heated words on me Causing this god to become boy again, with wax melting One last kiss, one last touch, one last beckon and call One last thing Helios sing, "dear foolish child, FALL" So have moments turned from me, so must I turn down to sea Time stands still as if its will's to see my follied ways Tracing back the time I had before this fall, this flight, the chains Mother sea, be kind to me as your arms open wide The son you take, the heart you break, as your wave takes me inside To scream terror as wax and feather fall into te sea And tears that fall but can't be found... dear father, forgive me I will be in my new mother's arms forever more Never again to see the light of day, never to see the shore And when sandy beach does meet your eye and sun rise once again I pray land and live, your son forgive until you too descend Pray do not forget the tragic tale or sorrowful, little me Who at first glance had a chance to touch stars, but fell to sea And I beg you, dry tears from your eyes, do not cry again For whether land or sea, we'll meet once more, for both are mortal ends Listen with open hearts, with listening eyes, unfaltered in your core Reach for sun, dear soul, with humbled hands or see Poseidon's door Only clouds and sky in view, Only clouds and sky... and you...
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Sep 30, 2012
Sep 30, 2012 at 5:00 PM UTC
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