Edwyn Collins - 7th Son lyrics

You flew too near the sun But that don't make you the golden one Seventh son of a seventh son But that don't make you the chosen one Sun burned the molten sky You singed your wings so you couldn't fly You fell to earth that's no disgrace You found your soul when you lost your face But earthbound you stuck around Underwhelmed by the realm you found They sold you out for what it's worth Welcome to the planet earth You flew too near the sun But that that don't make you the golden one Seventh son of a seventh son But that don't make you the chosen one Back street preacher's blues divine Bitter sweet like holy wine But when your flock had gathered round You had to dumb your message down But still they didn't understand A stranger ¡n a stranger land They sold you out that's no disgrace Welcome to the human race You flew too near the sun But that don't make you the golden one Seventh son of a seventh son But that don't make you the chosen one Now you've found yourself alone