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 real 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
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
Compositores: Anthony Jon Moore, David Jon Gilmour (PRS), Jon Carin, Robert Alan Ezrin (SOCAN)Editores: Concord Music Publishing LLC (PRS), Pink Floyd Music Publishers Ltd (PRS)Publicado em 2010 (20/Abr) e lançado em 2007ECAD verificado obra #2013012 e fonograma #1728911 em 07/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM