Icarus

I found him out in the field up there
His clothes were torn, glue in his hair
Feather down over everything
On the ground, his broken wings
I washed his hair and I held his bones
I nursed the way he felt alone
Keeping watch over his fitful sleep
To Caught him falling out of dreams
Oh Icarus
There’s a wing down in each of us
Faster than the speed of sound inside
Everything flies
A rush of breath, a turn of touch
The up and down of loving so much
The way your heart will race and rise
A tear handing in long, slow dive
Oh Icarus
There’s a wing down in each of us
Faster than the speed of sound inside
Everything flies
Night comes on in fits and stalls
Twilight colors looking on
As all the evening dust kicks up
A small hope lands where doubt once was
Oh Icarus
There’s a wing down in each of us
Faster than the speed of sound inside
Everything flies