Kal L. - Letter to Icarus (Weathermen) Lyrics

Give a good goodbye for the weathermen
There's no time for the measurement
Dig deep
Follow drops on your treasure map
Rising bumps on your feather hands
I should give a f*ck about rules
All the things i would lose
No more burning rain on the news
Dry your wings on the moon
Give a good goodbye for the weathermen
There's no time for the measurement
Dig deep
Follow drops on your treasure map
Rising bumps on your feather hands
I should give a f*ck about rules
All the things i would lose
No more burning rain on the news
Dry your wings on the moon
I know that aiming high needs a million trys like a phoenix rise
Burn
I know i need to die
Fall a thousand times
Follow hidden signs
Turn
It's obvious,
Give a f*ck about the audience
Turn glorious, notorious, you know you're blessed
Pick up all the pieces
Dont neglect your freedom
All their grudge increases
Wanna see you bleeding
They can't predict
Whenever you rescript
Whatever you depict
However you permit
Whatever they inflict,
Start eviction, let this shit end

Good goodbye for the weathermen
There's no time for the measurement
Dig deep
Follow drops on your treasure map
Rising bumps on your feather hands
I should give a f*ck about rules
All the things i would lose
No more burning rain on the news
Dry your wings on the moon
The world below lights blue
They been shootin' up balloons
To get higher they pursue
But they'll never reach your view
They'll never reach your view
No,no
Good goodbye for the weathermen
There's no time for the measurement
Dig deep
Follow drops on your treasure map
Rising bumps on your feather hands
I should give a f*ck about rules
All the things i would lose
No more burning rain on the news
Dry your wings on the moon
Letter to icarus
Dry your wings on the moon yey
Dry your wings on the moon yey