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?
can't keep my eyes from the circling skies
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 skies
tongue-tied and twisted just an earth-bound misfit, i
mixture set to maximum percent - recheck
flight instruments...
altimeters - check both
(garbled word) - on
navigation lights - on
strobes - on
(to tower): confirm 3-8-echo ready for departure
(tower): hello again, this is now 129.4
(to tower): 129.4. it's to go.
(tower): you may commence your takeoff, winds over 10 knots.
(to tower): 3-8-echo
easy on the brakes. take it easy. its gonna roll this time.
just hand the power gradually, and it...
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
there's no sensation to compare with this
suspended animation, a state of bliss
can't keep my eyes from the circling skies
tongue-tied and twisted just an earth-bound misfit, i
