icarina, i'm waiting
There's a bus somewhere waiting for a passenger
Its engine is throbbing to go on forever
An insistent heat forcing itself through
Horizons that transition from blacktop to blue
The sun hasn't shown its face in eighteen months.
The sinners are praying with the monastery monks
'Oh God, I'm begging you - scorch this cold earth
I can give you much more than my body is worth'
Icarus, fly fast.
I can't impress upon you how long it's been;
No guarantee how much longer it's going to last.
Spread your feathers and shoot towards the sun.
Da Vinci never finished those wings I would fly on.
Heat this porcelain plane of goose-fleshed skin -
It's something I thought I'd never feel again.
You've fallen down with the moon and the stars
And landed on me with some fragments of Mars.
Sweep up your bones that are crumbled like trash
Put them in an urn devoted to your ash
Step on that beast that will drive us on
And we won't make a single stop for anyone.
I promised you I'd not wear blinders when I next looked up
And now there's nothing out the window of the bus.
I feel so warm, but it's disconcerting to find
I looked straight at the sun and now I am blind.
I can't even see what you died to revive
But I've been promised it's nothing short of magnificent.