I flew too close to the sun today
I wanted a taste of the sweet sun's rays
I wanted to see what's beyond the stars
But I didn't get very far
No I couldn't get very far
After all
Don't fly close to the sun they said
If you go up now you'll end up dead
Can't you hear the song birds sing
You can't fly with those wings
You can't fly with those wings
Made of wax
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