The Melting Point Of Wax

Joey - in response to your last post.

"I've waited for this moment

All my life and more

And now I see so clearly

What I could not see before.

The time is now or never

This chance won't come again

Throw caution and myself into the wind.

There's no promise of safety with these secondhand wings
But I'm willing to find out what impossible means.

A leap of faith.

Parody of an angel
Miles above the sea
I hear the voice of reason
Screaming up to me
"You've flown far too high boy now you're too close to the sun,
Soon your makeshift wings will come undone"

But how will I know limits from lies if I never try?

There's no promise of safety with these secondhand wings

But I'm willing to find out what impossible means.

Climb to the heavens on feathers and dreams

Because the melting point of wax means nothing to me.

Nothing to me.

I will touch the sun or I will die trying.

Die Trying.

Fly on these secondhand wings
Willing to find out what impossible means
Climb to the heavens on feathers and dreams
Because the melting point of wax means nothing to me
Nothing to me.

Means nothing to me

Miles above the sea."

- lyrics by Thrice -

My ears are currently seduced by: Phil Wickham - Give You My World