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.