Pink Floyd – Learning to Fly
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
Friction lock – set
Mixture – rich
Propellers – fully forward
Flaps – set – 1- degrees
Engine gauges and suction – check
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 1294
(to tower): 1294 it´s to go
(tower): you may commence your takeoff, winds over 1- knots
(to tower): 3-8-echo
Easy on the brakes take it easy it´s 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