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Saturday, April 30, 2005
Icarus Grrrl


I think I can fly
with you
waxed and feathered on my skin

over looking imprisoned horizons
yearning destinations unsettled
ready to be singed
by the light
I take flight
and altitudes rise
every time

with you
waxed and feathered on my skin

spreading wings
ready to leap
to get to a place I've never been
guided by ecstatic inspirations
topical vexation
trying to trick the Gods
manipulating the odds
cause here ain't enough
learning how to live
never is

with you
waxed and feathered on my skin

glide by seas
wanton beyond waves
wanting to be above oceans
higher than everywhere
rather than here
but the Sun got one on me
when I get too close
and I soar
like always

with you
waxed and feathered on my skin

not getting what I want
when I want it
how I want to give
the force just is
as I fall to earth
cause I wont win for loosing

with you
waxed and feathered on my skin



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