The Boy in the Ice – axonsandsynapses

axonsandsynapses:

I have long maintained that Paul Simon’s The Boy in the Bubble is a great song for Steve Rogers (MCU version) in the months following waking up in the 21st century. It’s not much of a leap at all to rewrite it to be explicitly about Cap. So, yeah, this adaptation kind of just happened…

The Boy in the Ice
(to be sung to Paul Simon’s “Boy in the Bubble”)

It was a slow day
And the sun was beating
On a city both familiar and new
There was a bright light
A shattering of car windows
The rumble of the spaceships
The screams and shock as shrapnel flew

These are the days of miracle and wonder
The other side of the fall
The way the cameras follow you in slow-mo
The way they look at us all
The way we look to the distant constellations
That’re shining through a hole torn in the sky
These are the days of miracle and wonder
And don’t cry, Soldier, don’t cry
Don’t cry

It was a cold wind
And it swept across the river
As the carriers rose from the earth
And a dead friend
Fallen from a high train
Now a killer not remembering
Who he was and what he’s worth

These are the days of miracle and wonder
The other side of the fall
The way the cameras follow you in slow-mo
The way they look at us all
The way we look to the distant constellations
That’re shining through a hole torn in the sky
These are the days of miracle and wonder
And don’t cry, Hero, don’t cry
Don’t cry

It’s an unexpected gut punch
It’s possibly a new start
It’s every generation that throws their heroes to the sharks
Medicine is magic and magic dang’rous art
Thinking of a mighty metal arm
And the man with a reactor in his heart

And I believe
These are the days of laser-sighted rifles
And sights on the people everywhere
Staccato signals of constant information
A loose affiliation of corporations
And furtive nations, and Soldier-

These are the days of miracle and wonder
The other side of the fall
The way the cameras follow you in slow-mo
The way they look at us all, oh yeah
The way we look to the distant constellations
That’re shining through a hole torn in the sky
These are the days of miracle and wonder
And don’t cry, Captain, don’t cry
Don’t cry, don’t cry

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