Too Close To The Sun

Everywhere we run
I will see old webs collide
The bitter taste in the air
Becomes the flavor of the sky

It feels like I’ve been torched
Like a useless insect under the spell
The magnifying glass in your eye
It feels like I’ve been torn
But the drip, drip, drip of the telephone tab
Causes every listener to slide

Too close to the sun
Like a phoenix of paradise
Shot down in flames
Shot down in flames

Every plane I’m on
Seems to fall out of the sky
I’m never so drunk
That I’m not afraid to fly

It feels like I’ve been tossed
Like a useless insect under the spell
The magnifying glass in your eyes
It feels like I’ve been torn
But the drip, drip, drip of the telephone tab
Causes every listener to slide

Too close to the sun
Like a phoenix of paradise
Shot down in flames
Shot down in flames