Melting Point Of Wax - Thrice

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 and 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?

Theres 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, 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