Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Icarus, artist - Jason Webley. Date of issue: 10.05.2004
Song language: English
Icarus |
| I wake up every morning to the sound of motors roaring |
| They are drowning out the voices in my head |
| At night while I am sleeping I can hear the angels speaking |
| But I can’t recall a single thing they said |
| I see their lips move clearly, I feel their presence near me |
| But each word they try to tell me just slips through the cracks |
| I push, I strain, I wrestle with my brain |
| And then a voice from somewhere whispers to relax |
| I’ll say a word for sickness, she is my favorite mistress |
| Yes, she knows my body like no other can |
| My flesh and spirit keep colliding when her fingers are inside me |
| Oh my god, oh my god, lady, I’m your man |
| Fever, flu, malaria, come near me, do not spare me |
| I just long to spend another night under attack |
| I retch, I shake, I cry until I break |
| And then I feel something release and I relax |
| I bang my head for days against the walls inside this maze |
| I’ve never been too good at this damn kind of thing |
| I’m in here with my father, I’m just pacing but he’s smarter |
| He’s been building a fantastic set of wings |
| And like that I’m up and flying with the labyrinth behind me |
| But I go too high, the sun is melting through the wax |
| It burns, it hurts, I tumble to the earth |
| And as I fall I feel myself relax |
| Am I letting go? |
| Am I letting go? |
| I think I’m letting go |
| I must be letting go |
| Am I letting go? |
| I think I’m letting go |
| I must be letting go |
| I’ve got to let it go |
| Let it go |
| I’ve got to let it go |
| Go, let it go |
| I’ve got to let it go, let go, let go, let go, let go |
| I’m letting go, I’m letting go |
| Let go, let go, let go, let go, let go, let go, let go |
| I’m letting go, I’m letting go |
| Let go, let go |
| I wake up every morning to the sound of motors roaring |
| They are drowning out the voices in my head |
| At night while I am sleeping I can hear the angels speaking |
| But I can’t recall a single thing they said |
| I see their lips move clearly, I feel their presence near me |
| But all their unearthly wisdom just slips through the cracks |
| I push, I strain, I wrestle with my brain |
| I retch, I shake, I cry until I break |
| It burns, it hurts, I tumble to the earth |
| And as I fall I feel myself relax |