the flight of icarus

I'm awake as a dream,
lifted off this miry place,
freedom it seems,
breathes like wind to my face,


soaring through clouds,
waxed wings made to fly,
without my share of doubts,
bading the world goodbye,

watch me go

thought that i would find you up in the sky
though i've might have just flown too high
what i find is myself reaching out to the sun
falling back to gravity i succumb
such a beautiful view with a long way to fall

now watch me fall

Posted at at 1:11 PM on Wednesday, February 4, 2009 by Posted by tim | 0 comments   | Filed under: