The same I heard from everyone
Don’t fly too close to the amber sun
Melted wings are never free
But I know where I need to be
A train of thought and life too fast
When I feel my jump wouldn’t make a splash
Tied me down and kept me in
Safety from a gripping sin
Fulfillment and a comfort house
From the others who would drag me out
See me tried
Crucified
Terrified and so denied
But not just yet
Still I can be
But never what you are to me
Could not convey
Nor words portray
Those wings were an angel’s
Who chose to stay
So flying, yes
A borrowed mess
And feeling how you’ve left me blessed
Counting my days
Made each worth living
You mean the world
I love you