Maybe you're crazy for trying

How could you dare attempt flying?

There's no one who can stop you now

The question isn't if but rather how

Isn't there pride in ambition?

Having a goal and a mission?

Who knows what I've yet to be

If they can do it, you think "Why not me?"

We try to fly

It turns to a crawl

Once we find out we're not special at all

Feathers and wax

The wings come undone

"Get back to work, kid, there's no time for fun"

You're too close to the sun

Put all your eggs in one basket

Dig your own grave, build your casket

You settle into some routine

And take a match to every dream you have

All of the effort you're giving

You are alive but not living

You had a chance to make your play

But now you're caught up in the day by day

So, we fly low, it's safe by the shore

But something inside is still hungry for more

The wings become stiff

You need to be free

You say, "This life is too simple for me"

You're too close to the sea