Icarus

Helpless days, so many helpless days
Revolving helpless days
Light the lamp, close the shades

It's only a myth, a labyrinth
Wanting only to be free
Don't tell me what you see

Here I am, on a desert island
With the wings that my parents made me
And how long must I wait
Until I find out if they can save me

Every day is just one day more
Every day is just one day less

Free as a bird, they say I'm free as a bird
Don't tell me what you've heard

Every mother will tell her children
"Don't fly into the light"
And every child thinks she'll be the one who can

Every day is just one day more
Every day is just one day less

Free as a bird
Free as a bird
Free as a bird
Free as a moth

The Nields © 1992 Peter Quince Publishing and Ambivalent Fins, ASCAP

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