I don't know why the two that leap to mind both involve wings, but...


"On the wild and crazy wings of youth they went flying around in the rain,
Until their feathers once so fine were torn and tattered
In the end they traded their tired wings
For the resignation that living brings
They traded love's bright and fragile glow for the glitter and the rouge"
    --Jackson Brown, Before the Deluge


"Since their wings have got rusted,
the angels wanna wear my red shoes."
      --Elvis Costello, Red Shoes