We built our wings
Both you and I
To chase a dream
When one flew by

And from the ground
Your goal seemed clearer
To bring the light
A little nearer

So like a moth
So like we all
Who can´t resist
The golden call

Took from the baseness
Of the Earth
Wax, feather, wood
Turned into birth

And from this egg
Of blue and white
You took off on
Your maiden flight

Whilst I..
Making an anvil of the sun
Began my parting
From whence I´d come

So in the heat and passion
Confused by desire
Of cooler things
Beat out my wings in fire

Thus drawn we flew
Our contrary arrowed flight
You flew at the day
And I into night

And as your wings melted
My blood froze to ice
Yes, we were two birds
But soared in wrong skies

And so for a moral
What more can we say
Icarus, you flew too close
And I.. too far away

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