Ikaria

I flew too close to the sun I had nowhere to go and nowhere to call home I flew too close to the sun And Ikaria was my name In the middle of the mess I had a pair of scissors and a gold paper dress I cut it up into wings And I left I can't stay in your cold country If I do so I shall die I know not how to be here Without a veil upon my eyes I can't stay in your cold country If I do so I shall die I know not how to be here Without a veil upon my eyes Sometimes I like to watch the sky And I see the shape of clouds But I was never one for shallow words And here's what I found That there's blue beyond the grey Method in the seemingly madness That it's always summer somewhere But it's always somewhere else I can't stay in your cold country If I do so I shall die I know not how to be here Without a veil upon my eyes I can't stay in your cold country If I do so I shall die I know not how to be here Without a veil upon my eyes All the people they watch the sky And they see the shape of clouds But I was never one for shallow words And here's what I found That there's blue beyond the grey Method in the seemingly madness That it's always summer somewhere But it's always somewhere else I can't stay in your cold country If I do so I shall die I know not how to be here Without a veil upon my eyes I can't stay in your cold country If I do so I shall die I know not how to be here Without a veil upon my eyes I flew too close to the sun I had nowhere to go and nowhere to call home I flew too close to the sun And Ikaria was my name.