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 is holding me fast How can I escape this irresistible grasp?
Can't keep my eyes from the circling sky Tongue-tied and twisted just an earthbound misfit, I
Ice is forming on the tips of my wings Unheeded warnings, I thought I'd 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 earthbound misfit, I
Friction lock... Set... Mixture... Rich propellers... Fully forward flaps... Set... Ten degrees... Full gauges and suction - check Gas set to maximum percent - recheck Flight instruments... Altimeters - check both Navigation lights - on (garbled word that seems "patater") - on Strobes on Confirm 3-8 Echo ready for departure Hello again, this is now 129.4 129.4, its to go. You make commence your take-off, winds over 10 knots. 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 Above 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 mind from the circling skies Tongue-tied and twisted just an earthbound misfit, I