Learning to Fly Into the distance, a ribbon of black Stretched out to the point of no turn

Learning to Fly


Into the distance, a ribbon of black
Stretched out to the point of no turning back
A flight of fancy on a wind swept field
Standing alone my senses reeled
A fatal attraction holding me fast, how
Can I escape this irresistable grasp

    Can't keep my eyes from the circling sky
    Tongue tied and twisted just an earth-bound misfit, I

Ice is forming on the tips of my wings
Unheeded warnings, I thought I thought of everything
No navigator to guide my way home
Unladened, empty and turned to stone

    A soul in tension that's learning to fly
    Condition grounded but determined to try
    Can't keep my eyes from the circling sky
    Tongue tied and twisted just an earth-bound misfit, I

Above the planet on a wing and a prayer
No grubby halo, a vapour trail in the empty air
Across the clouds I see my shadow fly
Out of the corner of my watering eye
A dream unthreatened by the morning light
Could blow this soul right through the roof of the night

    There's no sensation to compare with this
    Suspended animation, a state of bliss
    Can't keep my eyes from the circling sky
    Tongue tied and twisted just an earth-bound misfit, I


                             MOMENTARY LAPSE OF REASON - Pink Floyd