Into the distance, a ribbon of black
Stretched to the point of no turning back

flight of fancy on a windswept field
Standing alone my senses reeled
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

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 lock — set
Mixtures — rich
Propellers — fully forward
Flaps — set — 10 degrees
Engine gauges and suction — check
Mixture set to maximum percent — recheck
Flight [bad word] Altimeters — check both
[unintelligible] — on
Navigation lights — on
Strobes — on
to tower: Confirm [unintelligible] ready for departure
tower: Hello again, this is now 129.4
to tower: 129.4. It's to go.

tower: You [bad word] your takeoff, winds over 10 knots.
to tower: 3-8-Echo
Easy on the brakes. Take it easy. Its gonna roll this time.
Just hand the power gradually, and it...

Above the planet on a wing and a prayer
My [bad word] halo, a vapor trail in the empty air
Across the clouds I see my shadow fly
Out of the corner of my watering eye
dream unthreatened by the morning light
Could blow this soul right through the roof of the night

There's no sensation [bad word] 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