Icarus

I’m an angel without wings

Shoulders held up just by strings

My heart screams while the world sings

Wondering what my life brings.

Looking up at the endless blue sky

No – that’s not a tear in my eye,

It’s just the feeling I miss at this sight

The wind in my hair when I was able to fly.

I feel the missing weight on my back,

Not a short longing but an ongoing track

Oh, how I wish I could go back,

Instead my heart gets another crack.

I’m a fallen angel, my dear,

And there’s only one thing I fear:

That I am forced to stay down here,

That the space on my back will always stay clear.

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