INTRO
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 earth bound misfit
I
INSTRUMENTAL
ice is forming
on the tips of my wings
unheeded warnings
I thought I thought of everything
no navigator to find my way home
unladen 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 sky
tongue tied and twisted
just an earth bound misfit
I
INSTRUMENTAL SPOKEN DO NOT SING
Friction lock set.
Mi ture rich.
Propellers fully forward.
Flaps set 10 degrees.
Engine gauges and suction check
Mi ture set to ma imum 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.
...PREPARE TO SING...
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 mind from
the circling skies
tongue tied and twisted
just an earth bound misfit
I
INSTRUMENTAL ENDING
