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EQUIVOCAL

 

EQUIVOCAL


With two hands, I made two wings and placed them on either side of my back
The feathers were the Queen's own, but for the soul, I had to put my faith in the wax
All in aid of conquering dreams and escaping concrete
Rain, sleet, I weather sleet, reign like King Minos, a throne
These towers keep me blocked, these towers keep me blocked, afraid of the power in my vision
It's nothing, we're used to it, we're only shocked that these scenes that we see somehow leave you shocked
Are you, afraid of the power in my vision? Are you?
You can have the sea, I can't swim; you can have the land, I stand tall
I watch and study the pigeons, the hue of blues in these towers
You look up and only see clouds, I look up and simply see power You say impossible
I take an ice cube to the surface of the sun and make a date
The dawn of our escape

Wait

With two hands, I made two wings and placed them on either side of my back
The feathers were the Queen's own, but for the soul, I had to put my faith in the wax
So lifelike, like life, so the details come from the pain
I was the earlier bird who saw the early bird stalk prey
I've already ate, still feeling envy as I stand on two feet and he flys away
Smile and let drops of happiness for his success spill off buds bitter with distaste
Then craft my own joy in hopes that one day I will too, and use that same joy to craft these two wings I willed in to... Existing this existence
Pace these roads with impatience, and feel discouraged by convenient lack of support for passion and dedication
I stride, run, ghost, beat these two wings with all my might but only muster enough energy to fall

It seems my heart was too heavy, too close to the sea
I must shake these burdens, these burdens that fuel this lack of belief, soar with the power in my vision
Are you afraid? Are you?
Failure is only set in stone the moment you stop trying
I'd rather fly and start living
With two hands, I made two wings
With two feet, I made one leap
With two minds, I made one fall
With the power in my vision, I soar

done

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