Entering Polaris - Clear Skies

Dawn’s breaking Engines are failing Too far in Into Sol we’re reeling Someone show me the way out of here Don’t wait, don’t run, just fly Say you will shade me from summers too sheer, too bright Yea, so it all began In clear skies And we flew with the wind And let us be carried away from somewhere I could never live The irony of Icarus, of iron shields in diamond days A platitude of watchers in the wings Stay what we learn today, lest we are mislaid; displaced And so our plight began In clear skies Say that you’ll shade me from summers too sheer and much too bright Some day, in merry months of May, there we may meet again In clear skies