kumbaworld
Learning to Fly
Pink floyd

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

Canīt keep my eyes from the circling skies
Tongue-tied and twisted Just an earth-bound misfit.

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 thatīs learning to fly
Condition grounded but determined to try
Canīt keep my eyes from the circling skies
Tongue-tied and twisted just an earth-bound misfit.

Above the planet on a wing and a prayer,
My 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

Thereīs no sensation to compare with this
Suspended animation, A state of bliss
Canīt keep my eyes from the circling skies
Tongue-tied and twisted just an earth-bound misfit.