狠狠撸

Santa Luzia, Minas Gerais

Coach

Learning To Fly Pink Floyd 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 Friction