learning to fly

rock fm radyosunda sikca calan bir pink floyd parcasidir.
sozleri ise

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 is 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 guide 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 lock
set.
mixture
rich
propellers
fully forward
flaps
set
10 degrees
engine gauges and suction
check
mixture set to maximum percent
recheck
flight instruments
altimeters
check both
lights
on
pitot heater
on
strobes - on
confirm 3-8-echo ready for departure
hello again, this is now 129.4
129.4. it’s to go.
3-8-echo cleared takeoff,
the wind’s normal at 10 knots.
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 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