Cover of @MarsMignon's song "icarus" by DoMorr.
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I might Icarus myself into irrelevance
Would you catch me like the ocean if I did?
Would you carry me to shore
Where just the night before
I was happy just to be my father's kid?
Not anymore
Was I too confident?
Am I fighting for my dream or is it his?
It's buried in my body
Everything about me
But I'll hope you'll remember something they'll forget
I'll lose a little bit of my cool
And I'll lose a little bit of the wind
And I'll lose a little bit of my groove
And I'll lose a little bit of my grin
And I'll lose a little bit of my home
So I try to build another within my soul
Cause after everything I'm still whole
I look at myself
The way I would want my lover to look at me
I laugh at myself
Even when the sun's beating down on my waxen wings
I'm still flying
Bet you're dying to know if I've flown off the handle or not
Not yet, not yet
I might Icarus myself into irrelevance
Forget to write me down, confuse my name
With a dream they never had
Or a little bit of madness
Everybody's getting closer to the flame
I'll lose a little bit of my touch
And I'll lose a little bit of my grind
And I'll lose a little bit of the color I take into my eyes
And I'll lose a little bit of my home
So I try to build another within my mind
Cause after everything it's my life
I look at myself
The way I would want my lover to look at me
I laugh at myself
Even when the sun's beating down on my waxen wings
I'm still flying
Bet you're dying to know if I've flown off the handle or not
Not yet, not yet
I'll lose a little bit of my cool
And I'll lose a little bit of the wind
And I'll lose a little bit of my groove
And I'll lose a little bit of my grin
And I'll lose a little bit of my home
So I try to build another within my soul
Cause after everything I'm still whole
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this is beautiful.