Icarus, Icarus.

Icarus, Icarus,

Of tale and song,

Caught in the claws of right and wrong,

Mothers speak your tale with fright,

Whilst you burn in your delight.

Icarus, Icarus,

Brave and fair,

Seeking what was never there,

Drunk on thoughts of being free,

Dreaming days of liberty.

Icarus, Icarus,

Kindle flames

On which your father casts his blame,

Daedalus does not intend

To set you past his sights again.

Icarus, Icarus,

Watch your wings!

Gold gleams not on silver things,

Pinions are not dressed in cracks,

Your silken wings are made of wax.

Icarus, Icarus,

Touch the sun,

So that you may now outrun

The maze, the crown, the hammer's blow

Who tells you where you can not go.

Icarus, Icarus,

Burst in fire,

Your embers string my holy lyre,

Descend upon the raging sea,

You are not a tragedy.

THE IMAGE IS NOT MINE