Icarus
The little boy stood Watching the sky Thinking to himself About flying high Wings he made, with wax and feathers And up he looked, to make his flight The sun too bright and ocean too blue He drew in his breath, and then he flew Soaring through the winds And Flapping his wings Like a big bird The boy saw the world The men who saw, stared, dazed He must be a god ! They said, amazed as they watched his strange flight And the boy then chose to show his might Higher he flew, above the clouds Hiding his view, from all below Don't fly too high, don't fly too low But up he flew and broke the rule His father did see his son's deed And called out, come back to me ! The boy so inane, paid no heed And he went flaring high in the sky The sun too hot and the boy too close The wax melted and dripped down his cloak Fearful he became when his wings fell apart And the boy was sure he'd fall Down he went from the height he soared And he saw the ocean beckonin...