(© Peter, Sue & Marc)
To reach the unreachable
To touch the untouchable
To face the unfaceable
Was the dream of Ikarus
And though he had to fail
He'll remain unforgettable
In the twilight that the morning brings
High upon the cliff he spread his wings
Where the wind was blowing wild and roaring
And took him off to where the birds are soaring
Like a seagull he tried to fly
Like a seagull up to the sky
High and higher, with feelings of surrender
Coming far too late
Flying high he felt so light and free
From narrow-minded mediocrity
And euphoria led him to believin'
That his whimsy wings will safely lead him
To the borders of the universe
To his restless mind's eternal verse
One more yesterday and no tomorrow
No more longing for the end of sorrow
Like a seagull he tried to fly...
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