Can you imagine a picture perfect paradise Untouched and unharmed by the hands of a goddess
This is the story about how blind ambition Ripped off the wings of an endless dreamer
Once upon a time there was a boy who was meant to fly He was born to reach the sky But all his dreams just flew by When greatness overcame the prize
Melted away those wax wings have dripped slowly to eternity They've fallen in the ocean of insanity Not listening the wiser have compromised him So he killed the dream And now he's only meant to be in an ancient myth He's not very different of you and me
Time and time again This curse has been spread Across mountains and seas
This place has been crushed by fear Will there be a day when all just disappears This was the price of Icarus And blind perception overwhelmed his spirit
Can you reach to that picture perfect paradise Where you can be truly alive Can you reach to that perfect picture paradise Where you can be truly alive Truly alive!