Icarus
Icarus, please don’t fly so close to the Sun
Your wax wings will melt and you’ll fall into the sea
You’ll fall into the sea
Without glory
Your innocence dances freely after sunset
Don’t let others see it or they might burn it away
They might tear it apart
Your glory
Make way, here I come
It was heard among the clouds: What goes down must come up
You wouldn’t understand
I’d rather fly for a second with the Sun
Than live a life without feeling warmth
Icarus is filled with the same fear he can’t let go
It’s not the pain he fears
But never crying again
Never being moved
By anything
Make way for who I am
A light that’s fading, but look how I shine
You wouldn’t understand
I’m the reed, the hook, and also the fisherman
But today I’m the fish that escaped from the net
Icarus catches fire while thinking of the sea
That awaits him with songs
Made of foam and salt
Happiness fills him and he falls
