quarta-feira, novembro 26, 2008

Learning to Fly



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

Can't keep my eyes from the circling-sky
Tongue-tied & twisted just an earth-bound misfit, I

Ice is forming in 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 & twisted just an earth-bound misfit, I

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 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 sky,
Tongue-tied & twisted just an earth-bound misfit, I.



Pink Floyd - A Momentary Lapse of Reason
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