| Didn’t mamma tell you
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| Stories bout the man who flew too close to the sun
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| Cold beneath his feet
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| Honey drippin sweet?
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| I watched him come undone
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| So boy don’t be greedy now
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| The honey makes you sick without the love
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| If you’re chasing your cold through empty skies
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| Feel the fog from way up high
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| Your feathers are melting
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| I’m falling like i believe
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| The gold is blinding
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| You flew too close to the sun
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| You flew too close to the sun
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| All, all of my life I’ve only ever seen in shades of gold
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| But now i’m searching for the treasure in a softer kind of love
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| Cause i’m loosing everyone
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| There’s no fun in being alone
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| Cause my feathers are melting
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| I’m falling like i believe
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| This gold is blinding
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| You flew too close to the sun
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| You flew too close to the sun
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| I was loosing everyone
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| There’s no fun in being alone
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| Then i melted in the light
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| You spiralled from an empty sky
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| My feathers are melting
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| I was falling like i believe
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| The gold was blinding
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| When i flew too close to the sun
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| When i flew too close to the sun
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| Yeah, I flew too close, i flew too close, i flew too close to the sun
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| I see the ocean in your eyes
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| The sea of blue and green
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| Wash up on my knees
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| I finally found release from material disease
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| And swam inside salvation |