Here at the edge of the world I make my final escape
There's a small chance I'll make it out alive
I've heard this tale before I know just how it ends
Fire won't bend just 'cause you believe
And the higher you go, the less you can see
They say he rose like a bird, fell like a stone
Now the ocean's his grave and the sky stands alone
Flew too close to the Sun
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