G C
I got sad for like a goddamn week
D G
And Helle lost her grip on the golden fleece
C G
The water met her and she saw him fly
D G G7
Because Phrixus didn't stop to say goodbye
C G
Oh I don't want to fall all alone
D G
Though Icarus smiled as he dropped like a stone
C G
Our fathers tell and we will not hear
D G
The wax burns our skin, the wind in our ears
I wake from the dream where I am a boy
My skin is rough my eyes filled with joy
Now I'm softer and I'm filled with sand
Moses never set foot in the promised land
Because I don't want to fall asleep all alone
With my fingers curled round an unhewn stone
And Icarus was singing so clear
Until silence was all his father could hear
And they finally got me on anti-psychotics
And Helle is drowning in 20 feet of water
But I'm on land and I'm feeling fine
Staining my teeth on dark bitter wine
Cause I don't want to fall down a hole
With my fingers slipping on a falling stone
Icarus he was somebody's dear
But Helios carries a bitter spear
This was a fun one to write!! Written in Tucson around 2021, this was us trying to be famous by writing one of those really successful folk punk songs that appeals to how a lot of gay people like greek mythology. We also had just started on Bupropion at the time, and to be perfectly frank it was genuinely fucked up how much better we felt, and we sort of felt like we were abandoning a past self in the water to drown. Anyways, the story of this song is that Phrixus and Helle were siblings who stole the golden fleece from some god and flew away on a ram, but Helle lost her grip and was dropped in... the Hellespont which is named after her! Anyways she drowned but the boy got away scott free. Also, it's about wanting to be free but being scared of that, and being trans and yearning etc. etc. etc.