Blue Icarus
Two cultists on LSD with a spear in the metaverse
Flyin away
In the arms of a ghost that I swore I'd never love
But I'm fallin now
A gentle descent since the day that I flew above
I'm the king of a wasteland where rivers are fast
I can't stay but I can't return
In glasses of glass I don't break when I'm hammered
But I'm so afraid of the turn
If I land it's a crash and if I burn it's alive
I die slowly in paradise
Hell is safer but heaven feels nice
My wings melt as I kiss my wife's ashes
Oh how cheap I was
Searchin for warmth in a gust of wind 'til she left me alone
Oh how devious
It seems like love 'till it seems like sex then she owns me forever
But I wanted her
Horror/metafore for enduring when I could've ended her
But it's never her fault
My blue roman candle
It was dark for a while
Life broke my spirit
'Fore she filled up the wine glass
My service of smiles prepared me for this
One last sunset 'fore I kiss the ocean
Just to fit in when she clipped my blue pinfeathers