Wings of Ice and Static Skies

[Intro] [Verse 1] Penguins march on a frozen shore, Hearts b**t loud where the ice thins raw, Wings stretch wide but the wind won’t comply— Grounded dreams under arctic sky. [Chorus] Oh, penguins trying to fly, Pilots lost in the neon-high, Controllers hum through the midnight shift, But the stars don’t blink, and the radar’s adrift. [Verse 2] Jet trails fade where the compass failed, Screens flicker blue where the maps derailed, A voice crackles, "No coordinates found," In the static, they’re all homeward-bound. [Bridge] Airwaves whisper what the towers deny, A symphony of echoes in a fractured sky, The runway lights dim, the fuel gauge sighs— We’re all just birds in a world too wise. [Chorus] Oh, penguins trying to fly, Pilots veiled in the why-oh-why, Controllers clutch at the shifting script, But the clouds don’t care, and the tides have flipped. [Outro]