I wake up every morning to the sound of motors roaring 
they are drowning out the voices in my head 
at night while I am sleeping I can hear the angels speaking but I can't recall a single thing they said 
I see their lips move clearly I feel their presence near me 
but each word they try to tell me just slips through the cracks 
I push I strain I wrestle with my brain and then a voice from somewhere whispers to relax

I'll say a word for sickness
she is my favorite mistress
yes she knows my body like no other can
my flesh and spirit keep colliding when her fingers are inside me
oh my god oh my god, lady
I'm your man
Fever flu [bad word] near me 
do not spare me 
I just long to spend another night under attack
I wretch, I shake, I cry until I break 
and then I feel something release and I relax

I've banged my head for days against the walls inside this maze 
I've never been to good at this [bad word] kind of thing 
I'm in here with my father I'm just pacing but he's smarter 
he's been bulding a fantastic set of wings
and like that I'm up and flying 
with the labrynth behind me 
but I go too high 
the sun is melting through the wax
it burns it hurts I tumble to the earth and as I fall I feel myself relax.

I letting go? I think I'm letting go. 
I must be letting go.
I've got to let it go. Let it go. Let it go. Let it go.

I wake up every morning 
to the sound of motors roaring 
they are drowning out the voices in my head 
at night while I am sleeping I can hear the angels speaking but I can't recall a single thing they said 
I see their lips move clearly I feel their presence near me 
but each word they try to tell me just slips through the cracks 
I push I strain I wrestle with my brain I wretch, I shake, I cry until I break 
it burns it hurts I tumble to the earth and as I fall I feel myself relax.