It's me, Icarus?

Just to fly away
away from all the things that consume me
all flickering images I intend to inhale
every minute I sustain life
with all the data, that I need
standing against this flood of the system

I would fly away if I could
the pounding drums of working clocks
the imposter of a redemption never there
the thought the looms the world
nets of community and news
the frail body to carry evermore

I build my wings to fly
break out from the lie they chose
pack my bed under my arms to go
leave the wrong redeemer to fail
build and build to fly away
the works effects drop down
melting me away

I want to fly
I run and run, the end to come
of the cliff to unfold my wings ind the winds
like eagles I start to climb
closer and closer I come,
I was far too officious,
to the heat of the rising sun

Don't want to fly no more
the power melted away from my hands work
the system's not beaten, but I am
Is there a way to come fly
into eternity, into everlasting peace
I knew you all along, but don't know my end...