| Song | Icarus over Kansas |
| Artist | McKinley |
| Album | Big Top Shop Talk |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : McKinley | |
| (McKinley) | |
| There's an astronaut missing his children tonight | |
| sitting in his silver machinery. | |
| He's in love with the world and stunned by her size. | |
| From where he sits she looks mostly empty. | |
| From here on the ground I know how he feels. | |
| The curve of the world beneath me | |
| seems impossibly large when I think of where you are, | |
| how I can sing my heart out and you won't hear me. | |
| If I put my hand up and blow a kiss, | |
| it'll never make it to you. | |
| It'll go down over Kansas like Icarus, | |
| sink like Amelia's last SOS. | |
| I could drive to the divide | |
| where rains run to your side or mine, | |
| put a bottle with a note in a river running to your coast | |
| asking you how the world got so wide. | |
| If I put my hand up and blow a kiss, | |
| it'll never make it to you. | |
| It'll go down over Kansas like Icarus, | |
| sink like Amelia's last SOS. |
| zuo qu : McKinley | |
| McKinley | |
| There' s an astronaut missing his children tonight | |
| sitting in his silver machinery. | |
| He' s in love with the world and stunned by her size. | |
| From where he sits she looks mostly empty. | |
| From here on the ground I know how he feels. | |
| The curve of the world beneath me | |
| seems impossibly large when I think of where you are, | |
| how I can sing my heart out and you won' t hear me. | |
| If I put my hand up and blow a kiss, | |
| it' ll never make it to you. | |
| It' ll go down over Kansas like Icarus, | |
| sink like Amelia' s last SOS. | |
| I could drive to the divide | |
| where rains run to your side or mine, | |
| put a bottle with a note in a river running to your coast | |
| asking you how the world got so wide. | |
| If I put my hand up and blow a kiss, | |
| it' ll never make it to you. | |
| It' ll go down over Kansas like Icarus, | |
| sink like Amelia' s last SOS. |
| zuò qǔ : McKinley | |
| McKinley | |
| There' s an astronaut missing his children tonight | |
| sitting in his silver machinery. | |
| He' s in love with the world and stunned by her size. | |
| From where he sits she looks mostly empty. | |
| From here on the ground I know how he feels. | |
| The curve of the world beneath me | |
| seems impossibly large when I think of where you are, | |
| how I can sing my heart out and you won' t hear me. | |
| If I put my hand up and blow a kiss, | |
| it' ll never make it to you. | |
| It' ll go down over Kansas like Icarus, | |
| sink like Amelia' s last SOS. | |
| I could drive to the divide | |
| where rains run to your side or mine, | |
| put a bottle with a note in a river running to your coast | |
| asking you how the world got so wide. | |
| If I put my hand up and blow a kiss, | |
| it' ll never make it to you. | |
| It' ll go down over Kansas like Icarus, | |
| sink like Amelia' s last SOS. |