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Lyrics
the taste of your skin
is like a salty salty
the ocean were in
is such a small sea small sea
the dog at the door
is barking at me at me
this message is slow
it's kinda slouching slouching
the eagle is smiling and
he might just might just
fly through a cumulus of nitrous nitrous
oxides that makes him dream up nice things nice things
icarus carries us on his wings his wings
chorus:
theyre melting were falling i told you so
theyre melting were falling i told you so
the newspapers say that
we are dying dying
the rats in the bedroom walls
are laughing laughing
red buttons and fingernails
are dancing dancing
the bunkers and holes below
are trapping trapping
the smell of the rain
that is pounding pounding
the curves of your signature
are lying lying
the breath of a soda can
is popping popping
the urethane weatherman
is dropping dropping
hints of cloudy day
for sleeping sleeping
your car and your soul
the fuckin same thing same thing
Icarus carries us
on his wings his wings
Icarus carries us
on his wings his wings
chorus:
oooo theyre melting were falling i told you so
oooo theyre melting were falling i told you so
the curves of your signature
are lying lying
red buttons and fingernails
are dancing dancin
icarus carries us
on his wings his wings
icarus carries us
on his wings his wings
is like a salty salty
the ocean were in
is such a small sea small sea
the dog at the door
is barking at me at me
this message is slow
it's kinda slouching slouching
the eagle is smiling and
he might just might just
fly through a cumulus of nitrous nitrous
oxides that makes him dream up nice things nice things
icarus carries us on his wings his wings
chorus:
theyre melting were falling i told you so
theyre melting were falling i told you so
the newspapers say that
we are dying dying
the rats in the bedroom walls
are laughing laughing
red buttons and fingernails
are dancing dancing
the bunkers and holes below
are trapping trapping
the smell of the rain
that is pounding pounding
the curves of your signature
are lying lying
the breath of a soda can
is popping popping
the urethane weatherman
is dropping dropping
hints of cloudy day
for sleeping sleeping
your car and your soul
the fuckin same thing same thing
Icarus carries us
on his wings his wings
Icarus carries us
on his wings his wings
chorus:
oooo theyre melting were falling i told you so
oooo theyre melting were falling i told you so
the curves of your signature
are lying lying
red buttons and fingernails
are dancing dancin
icarus carries us
on his wings his wings
icarus carries us
on his wings his wings
TobinMueller
I did a song titled Icarus too, you might really like the art:
http://www.macjams.com/song/song_profile.php?
lid=1189 Interesting stream of consciousness lyrics. I
really like what you were try to do. Icarus makes a great
metaphor, that's for sure.