Into the distance, a ribbon of black
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Stretched to the point of no turning back
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A flight of fancy on a windswept field
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Standing alone my senses reeled
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A fatal attraction holding me fast, how
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Can I escape this irresistible grasp?
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Can't keep my eyes from the circling skies
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Tongue-tied and twisted Just an earth-bound misfit, I
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Ice is forming on the tips of my wings
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Unheeded warnings, I thought I thought of everything
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No navigator to guide my way home
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Unladened, empty and turned to stone
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A soul in tension that's learning to fly
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Condition grounded but determined to try
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Can't keep my eyes from the circling skies
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Tongue-tied and twisted just an earth-bound misfit, I
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Above the planet on a wing and a prayer,
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My grubby halo, a vapour trail in the empty air,
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Across the clouds I see my shadow fly
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Out of the corner of my watering eye
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A dream unthreatened by the morning light
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Could blow this soul right through the roof of the night
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There's no sensation to compare with this
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Suspended animation, A state of bliss
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Can't keep my eyes from the circling skies
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Tongue-tied and twisted just an earth-bound misfit, I
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Learning To Fly
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| Pink Floyd |
