So... What if I flew too close to the sun,
cimbing steadily through the open air
and my feathers all fell off, one by one.
Freedom and a reckless moment of fun
mixed with a child's propensity to err...
I know I will fly too close to the sun.
I left the earth with my song, still unsung,
drifted along, alone, without a care
and my feathers all fell off, one by one.
A chimeric mirage, to which I clung
and I pleaded Fates, my wings to repair.
So what, if I flew too close to the sun.
The journey over, quick as it'd begun.
Shining bright was the sun's terrible glare,
and my feathers all fell off, one by one.
The path once chosen, could not be undone
when caught in simple, Fates' auspicious snare.
So... What if I flew too close to the sun,
and my feathers all fell off, one by one?
Aug 26, 2017
Aug 26, 2017 at 8:15 PM UTC
So... What if I flew too close to the sun,
cimbing steadily through the open air
and my feathers all fell off, one by one.
Freedom and a reckless moment of fun
mixed with a child's propensity to err...
I know I will fly too close to the sun.
I left the earth with my song, still unsung,
drifted along, alone, without a care
and my feathers all fell off, one by one.
A chimeric mirage, to which I clung
and I pleaded Fates, my wings to repair.
So what, if I flew too close to the sun.
The journey over, quick as it'd begun.
Shining bright was the sun's terrible glare,
and my feathers all fell off, one by one.
The path once chosen, could not be undone
when caught in simple, Fates' auspicious snare.
So... What if I flew too close to the sun,
and my feathers all fell off, one by one?
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