Letra de Icarus Was Bored
There must be something in the air. I find it suffocating as the dust settles on my lungs. We're but observers, we're insignificant to you, so i'll stay inside to get away.

I'm amazed what you know.

As the building stands alone, my mocked reasons to escape have grown, and it helps to get up, otherwise we'll never get on.

Your cloud is burning, so save yourself. I pray for autumn as the sun deteriorates my health. Come mid November, the opposite I will want.

I'm amazed what you know.

All this is about, is weather and how I found that it's easier to stay inside. Which does not work because your soul dies. And i hate that by feeling safe there's no spark to keep alight an already dull flame.