Upon Viewing Bruegel's "Landscape with the Fall of Icarus"

[Verse 1] I was born into self-actualization I knew exactly who I was But I never got my chance to be young So when you lay me inside of a coffin Bury me on the side of the hill That's a good place to get some thinking done It didn't work out the way that I planned it They all seem to want to take it away Everything that I thought to be true So it's obvious to me somebody Somewhere must have really done a number on you And I know because the fuckers got me too [Hook] All the pretty horses, all flowers and trees They will all mean less than nothing when it all has come to be [Verse 2] God sent me a vision of the future in a dream on a Saturday night And I see no reason to celebrate For when I saw it I wept like a child It came to me like a knife in the chest You and me and everyone, forever, to ache and ache and ache So Father, if it's possible, let this cup pass me by But if it can't without my drinking it, then thy will be done