I'm lost in the Labyrinth
This unsolvable maze
Condemned for knowledge I can't help but have
I want to be free
Birds, oh birds come to me
For I have a plan that will set me free
Wings of feathers and wings of wax
I need both to fulfill this task
Soaring up high, above the clouds
Look at that maze now
I tease the sea and challenge the sun
For at last, I am free
Birds, oh birds fly with me
This plan of mine has set me free
Wings with your feathers, wings with my wax
I used both and fulfilled this task
But my first flight became my last
For I challenged the sun and lost
I flew up high to be thrown back down
Is this what it means to be free?
Birds, oh birds please help me
This plan of mine has set me free
Free from your feathers, free from my wax
Because of my arrogance, I failed this task
Here I lie beneath the sea
Deep down in the grasp of Hades.
Free I am, but not what I wanted
From one prison to another
The birds, the birds, they can't help me
Never again will I be free
Not with feathers, not with wax
Never again to challenge that task.
This unsolvable maze
Condemned for knowledge I can't help but have
I want to be free
Birds, oh birds come to me
For I have a plan that will set me free
Wings of feathers and wings of wax
I need both to fulfill this task
Soaring up high, above the clouds
Look at that maze now
I tease the sea and challenge the sun
For at last, I am free
Birds, oh birds fly with me
This plan of mine has set me free
Wings with your feathers, wings with my wax
I used both and fulfilled this task
But my first flight became my last
For I challenged the sun and lost
I flew up high to be thrown back down
Is this what it means to be free?
Birds, oh birds please help me
This plan of mine has set me free
Free from your feathers, free from my wax
Because of my arrogance, I failed this task
Here I lie beneath the sea
Deep down in the grasp of Hades.
Free I am, but not what I wanted
From one prison to another
The birds, the birds, they can't help me
Never again will I be free
Not with feathers, not with wax
Never again to challenge that task.
I was reading the myth of Icarus and his father as a Latin assignment and this just kinda popped out. (for those of you who don't remember that one, here's a quick summary: Icarus’s dad; who's name begins with a 'D' but I'm blanking right now; created the Labyrinth, the one on Crete to hold the minotaur. To ensure that neither father nor son could reveal its secrets, they were shut into the Labyrinth and left to die. Icarus’s father came up with a plan and made them wings with wax from the candles, and the feathers of the birds that Icarus called to him by whistling which sounded like a bird song or something. Anywho, Icarus didn't listen to his father's advice about not flying too low to the ocean, or too high to the sun, because both would destroy the wings. Icarus went up and up, the wax melted and as he couldn't fly, he fell into the ocean and drowned. I made it sound like it was Icarus’s idea for the wings but hey, poetic license XD) I'm finding that a lot of the mythology from the ancient cultures around the Mediterranean really inspire me for some reason.... I dunno, maybe it’s a phase my muse is going through lol.
Anywho, comments are very much appreciated, and again, if my grammar and/or spelling fails somewhere, let me know so I can fix it.
Thanks!
