wax wings on mine fearful flier unalarmed in gravity's charm and starter motors hum ballads of ballasts am i reaching? wax wins i surrender
and this makeshift design will ground me and without the air's arms around me i'll surrender the sky to your dumb machine
n icrehrled?ii?h
wax wings prepare for takeoff with the engine beneath the ribs and the wind sings ballads of balance can you hear me? wax wins i surrender
and i know that icarus loves me and there are no stars above me i melt into the sun
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