Soul to the Sun

Young Icarus was once a boy, stuck and lost and wild
Hardships made him grow but at heart he was still a child
Day after day he paid for his ignorant fathers mistake
But as time passed and left he realized his own life was at stake
Not only did he suffer through the maze’s harsh intend
He battled a labyrinth of his own that never seemed to end

Tears could not possibly be enough when hope arrived at last
Wings of wax and feathers would be unsurpassed
Inaudible words were spoken like rules read from a book
But joy to leave the place he fought was too good to overlook
At last the plan was set and freedom closed closer still
After all these years alone, he longed for the sudden thrill

The wind hit his face with fury from the Gods
Like symphonies who sang against the rising odds

Warmer and warmer and higher and higher
Pure bliss was worth it all even when he saw the fire
So staring straight in the sun he rose strong with leaven
And while his body fell to the earth, his soul flew bright to heaven

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