I watch the birds as they fly towards daylight�s end
And wonder why I cannot follow and pretend
That I was just as free as those birds who�ve tamed the air
Few beasts are quite so bold�they do not dare
But, I�I, like Da Vinci, dream of flight
Of being free to go which place I might
Oh! Amelia and Lindberg, the Right brothers, too
I imagine I know the reasons why they flew:
To defy the bonds of earth, and touch the sky
To solidify their faith before they�d die
To hold all knowledge and all power in their hands
Yet, realize their weakness at His commands
But, Icarus reminds us: don�t get carried away
We know that humans have that unfortunate way
Of letting Pride take over and lay them low
Or becoming rash and serving their own final blow
Yet, we dream of flying, because we cannot
Just as we dream of other things, not of our lot
Alas, it is over, I no longer can pretend
And day-dreaming has met its final end
My heart sinks�I think no more of flight
As the Sun disappears, and so does all light
A heart that is low, is not likely to sing
For, the lowest of hearts is the most immobile thing
Much like a bird with a broken wing�
I have broken wings