It Will Fly

Leonardo dreams of his flying machine.
Tormented by visions of flight and falling
more wondrous and terrible each than the last,
Master Leonardo imagines an engine to carry a man up,
into the sun.

And as he's dreaming the heavens call him
softly whispering their siren song.
"Leonardo. Leonardo, vieni a volare"

As the candles burn low he paces and writes,
releasing purchased pigeons one by one
into the golden Tuscan sunrise,
and as he dreams again the call,
the very air itself gives voice
"Leonardo. Leonardo, vieni a volare"

Scratching quill on crumpled paper
Images of wing, frame and fabric fastened tightly
Master Leonardo da Vinci dreams of his flying machine.

As the midnight watch tower tolls,
over rooftop street and dome,
the triumph of a human ascending in the dreaming of a mortal man
Leonardo steels himself, he steels himself,
takes one last breath, and
leaps!

Beautiful. Love the pigeon + Tuscan sunrise part omgxz. But I had to sit at the back listening to all this cos congratulations, my throat is inflamed! Wonderful. Hope it'll be better by next week so I can sing this + the flight ]:

Can't believe it even hurts when I yawn.