see my sky machine made of balsa frames and glass with wings of silk and subtle strings that tie the pieces all together and in the sails like imaginary winds and gales are all of our successed and failed ideas and inspirations o flightlessness o flightlessness i fell into see my sky machine made of balsa frames and glass with wings of silk and subtle strings that tie the pieces all together in the sails like imaginary winds and gales are all of our successed and failed ideas and inspirations o flightlessness o flightlessness i fell into i let go of my father s hand and i flew to land on the sun but before my feet touched the swelling heat i lost my wings one by one one by one o flightlessness o flightlessness i fell into death s window i let go of my father s hand and i flew to land on the sun but before my feet touched the swelling heat i lost my wings one by one