Icarus - Tift Merritt

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