Your wings unfolding with expression Go on. Believe it. Your wings unfolding with expression Go on. Believe it.

These are my Icarus nights, Of trying new things,ideas, fantasies, stories.. These are my Icarus nights, Of trying new things,ideas, fantasies, stories..

Because I see poetry In sunrises and sunsets Between the silver of the clouds Because I see poetry In sunrises and sunsets Between the silver of the clouds

Hold like the veins in his hands Tying everything together Hold like the veins in his hands Tying everything together

That makes it sad. There is something about funerals In the rain that makes it worse. That makes it sad. There is something about funerals In the rain that makes it ...