Wednesday, October 29, 2008

'Icarus, Part 2' Lyrics

Back ON The Stick (10/29/08)

When I get too close, I burn myself
It reminds me not to fly too high
When I feel that itch, I touch my scars
Remembering the 'who's', 'when's' and 'why's'
I beat the dust off my wings; I flap myself silly
Unwrap myself, really; till you're high enough to feel me
Over the mountains and the plains, the seas and the surf
Now, you can fly on your own or you can crash back to Earth
I learned from the mistakes and the lessons of my Father
He flew high, close to the Sun, but not to the author
Me? I feel the heat and retreat.
I ain't scared of nothing, but I know when I'm beat
I'll always heed the teachings of dear ol' Dad
Never trying out my wings when I'm drunk or I'm mad
I catch updrafts; a nod, a laugh
A smile; a trained response on my behalf
I'm tryin'; flying between divine and dying
Over the jagged rocks and the canyon dividing
I'm flyin'; It gets me that much further away
Or closer. I'm finding where to land and stay
I'm flyin'; with no real destination
Just a thrill in knowing you would kill for this sensation
I'm tryin'; navigating currents, curve, and turns
Over the graveyards, acknowledging what I have learned.


(Verse 2)

It was the freedom wings provided that made me haft try it
It was the yearning that made me do that fly shit
I didn't need 'em; but I am pleased with the reminders
And the burning isn't coming as long as I glide it
That ain't me, I'm going higher, further, faster
Serving up a passion, flirting with disaster
Contact my girl, my aunt, uncle and pastor
Is this what I would've wanted; ask her.
In the case that I may disappear into the ether
Make sure you tell everyone I said to stay a believer
I'll see ya when I see ya...
I'm eight miles high, tracking the birds, and I'll leave ya
A nice tailwind and a sonic boom
A perfect launching pad in this empty room
A strange time for takeoff, but it's flight or doom
When I depart, it won't be a moment too soon
Higher and higher, hoping to wake the slumbering Moon
The Dawn aspires to fire me into the lap of Neptune
Faster; wings keeping beat, heart in time and tune
You could never understand cuz you've never seen the view
Watch me; soon enough, I'm a ghost on the horizon
Into the great unknown where nothing's surprising
And nothing's shocking; believe it, I'm not dropping
I'm flying; over your home and back without stopping.

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