Learning to Fly (Delicate Sound of Thunder remix; 2020 edit; live) Songtext
von Pink Floyd
Learning to Fly (Delicate Sound of Thunder remix; 2020 edit; live) Songtext
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 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
Ice is forming on the tips of my wings
Unheeded warnings, I thought I thought of everything
No navigator to got 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
Above the planet on a wing and a prayer
My grubby halo, a vapor trail in the empty air
Behind the clouds I see my shadow fly
Out of the corner of my watering eye
To 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
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 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
Ice is forming on the tips of my wings
Unheeded warnings, I thought I thought of everything
No navigator to got 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
Above the planet on a wing and a prayer
My grubby halo, a vapor trail in the empty air
Behind the clouds I see my shadow fly
Out of the corner of my watering eye
To 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
Writer(s): David Jon Gilmour, Robert Alan Ezrin, Anthony Jon Moore, Jon Carin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com