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 find 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 Mixtures — rich Propellers — fully forward Flaps — set — 10 degrees Engine gauges and suction — check Mixture set to maximum percent — recheck Flight instruments Altimeters — check both [unintelligible] — on Navigation lights — on Strobes — on to tower: Confirm [unintelligible] 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 vapor 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 mind from the circling skies Tongue-tied and twisted just an earth-bound misfit, I