I was there when Icarus fell
It wasn’t the sun that set him on fire
It was for love that he crashed and burned
Too close to the flame of desire he drew
A maiden so perfect she played to his heart
Made him feel bigger than Atlas of old
Convinced himself that he could steal her away
Carry her far from the troubles below
We all saw it coming when she turned him away
The fire burned brighter than ever before
Sent him down spiraling right to the earth
There he rests broken, beaten, and burned
As for her, she lies safe in the arms of another
Ignorant of the destruction she wrought
The poor fool had it coming, after letting her in
Knowing full well she would never be his
A love unrequited that would bring the boy down
