Learning to fly

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 reeled

A fatal attraction 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

 

Learning to fly - Pink Floyd

Done