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Chonny Jash - Wings of Wax

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For a LONG time now, I’ve wanted to revisit this song.
I love the original so much, to the point where I once thought I’d never write a song better than it (I hope I’ve proven that wrong) but after a while I felt as though it was severely lacking in impact and weight. Many things go into that, but the biggest I could identify was the mixing, which just simply wasn’t at the level I am now.
Of course, if you prefer the original… sick! My opinion matters exactly as much as yours in the subject of subjectivity, but it feels good to come back and polish up an old gem.
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LYRICS:
Daedalus warned us of this before, an untimely demise to be;
that those with a hopeful dream to soar
had best beware their hubris and complacency.
He said:
“Wings of wax can only fly so high and swoop so low.
Be careful, son, of the dampening tides and the melting gaze of Apollo!”
But words of wisdom seldom land when falling on deaf ears.
The child, his feathers fell to dust,
and the father, he fell to tears.
So toe the line
and stay aligned.
Don’t fall behind, but don’t run ahead.
You’ll end up dead.
The road we walk is lined in chalk,
and soon, the clock will tick its final tock,
and death will knock.
But, there’s an Icarus in all of us – a child struck by glee.
We all lost trust in Daedalus once we caught the thought of escaping.
Because we all get stuck, down on our luck.
Yeah, we’re all just trapped on Crete.
Oh, there’s an Icarus in all of us,
dreaming to escape our suffering.
But, perhaps this diegesis was just another farce.
Is it truly man’s great weakness to want to fly up high, into the stars?
It seems awfully convenient that those in linen robes
would want to keep the world’s obedience in a stable state of limbo.
So, fuck it! Fly as high and swoop as low as you would please.
Since when the hell was what we know transcribed by pricks like Socrates?
They trapped us on an island and then they left us for dead.
We watched the stars with broken hearts,
and now we sure as shit won’t stand around.
These shackles cannot hold us down again.
There’s an Icarus in all of us, sick of being the mean.
(“So toe the line” “and stay aligned.”)
So, please tell us the difference between contentedness and complacency.
(“Don’t fall behind, but don’t run ahead.” “You’ll end up dead.”)
Oh, we call your bluff.
We’ve had enough!
(We’ve had enough!)
And there’s no more words to placate me,
‘cos there’s an Icarus in all of us,
dreaming to take flight with proud wax wings.
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