I remember hearing a story
  About a girl who wanted to fly
  Something about dreams as fragile as bubbles
  Well perhaps it won't apply
  It seems she'd flap her arms every day and every night
  As hard and as long as she could
  She knew her dream needed all the love she could give it
  For it to do her any good
    One night her heart spoke in a dream
  It told her if you really love this believe, because
    It takes the guiltiest of eyes
  To condemn the man who dies
  It takes a thousand of his best spies
  To expose as many lies
  It could take weeks for me to say
  How it'll take forever to go away
  And it takes everything you have
  Everything to be in love
    Well across the street there lived a little boy
  Sad disfigured child with two humps on his back
  Pitiful autistic little mess in a wheelchair
  The other kids all named him Lack
  But Lack started to take an interest
  In that girl across the way
  He'd watch in amazement from his window
  While she flapped her arms
  And that's how they'd spend their days
  She'd soon inspire him to stand
  That girl everyone called Featherhead
  Made him clearly understand
  That
    It takes the guiltiest of eyes
  To condemn the man who dies
  It takes a thousand of his best spies
  To expose as many lies
  It could take weeks for me to say
  How it'll take forever to go away
  And it takes everything you have
  Everything to be in love
    Soon Lack could walk and talk and hide his humps
  And people realized how clever he could be
  Feather still dreaming about the skies
  Unaware of how in love Lack was with she
  One day she quit flapping her arms at last
  Convinced that she'd accomplished nothing at all
  When Lack heard this he ran, not walked to her house
  And he begged her, yes he begged her not to let Rome fall
    He said "Everything I am now is for and because of you
  You see I understand your secret and I swear to God it's all true"
    It takes the guiltiest of eyes
  To condemn the man who dies
  It takes a thousand of his best spies
  To finally realize
  That it takes the strength of Samson's hair
  To enter if you dare
  And it takes Icarus in flight
  To provoke the gods to fight
  It could take weeks for me to say
  And it'll take forever to go away
  And it takes everything you have
  Everything to be in love
    Well time wears on, and soon Featherhead and Lack had to grow up
  Featherhead didn't quit and would be finishing flight school soon
  She works for NASA exploring space
  Flying regularly to Jupiter's seventh moon
  Lack defying all laws of gravity and otherwise flew away
  You see those humps on his back grew into great big gossamer wings
  He changed his name to Luck because he had so much
  He still flies where he's needed, doing all sorts of nifty and amazing things
  From time to time they meet up in the sky to celebrate
  Tax dollars and miracles can let the weirdest people date
    It takes the guiltiest of eyes
  To condemn the man who dies
  It takes a thousand of his best spies
  To expose as many lies
  It could take weeks for me to say
  How it'll take forever to go away
  And it takes everything you have
  Everything to be in love
    I remember hearing a story...