I've waited for this moment All my life and more And now i see so clearly What i could not see before. The time is now or never This chance won't come again Throw caution and myself to the wind.
There's no promise of safety with these secondhand wings But im willing to find out what impossible means. A leap of faith.
Parody of an angel Miles above the sea I hear the voice of reason Screaming up to me "You've flown far too high boy now you're too close to the sun, Soon your makeshift wings will come undone"
But how will I know limits from lies if i never try?
Theres no promise of safety with these secondhand wings But im willing to find out what impossible means. Climb to the heavens on feathers and dreams Because the melting point of wax means nothing to me.
I will touch the sun or I will die trying.
Fly on these secondhand wings Willing to find out what impossible means Climb to the heavens on feathers and dreams Because the melting point of wax means nothing to me Means nothing to me Miles above the sea. ~Thrice "The Melting Point Of Wax"
to what end do we proceed so boldly if all we are is chemical reactions and what world have you deftly sold me if you reduce me
if I have no soul to touch no heart to love no evil to rise up above no angels and no ghosts no real victories to toast if you believe that this is true then I must ask to what end do you proceed -- Thrice
This is my brain..... in part, at least.
