Pink Floyd - Learning To Fly

^GInto the distance, a ribbon of black ^EmStretched to the point of no turning back ^GA flight of fancy on a windswept field ^EmStanding alone my senses reeled ^GA fatal attraction is holding me fast, how ^EmCan I escape this irresistible grasp?

^CCan't keep my eyes from the cir^Amcling sky ^FTongue-tied and twisted just an ^Cearth-bound ^Dmisfit, I^G

^GIce is forming on the tips of my wings ^EmUnheeded warnings, I thought I thought of everything ^GNo navigator to guide my way home ^EmUnladened, empty and turned to stone

^CA soul in tension that's ^Amlearning to fly ^FCondition grounded but deter^Cmined to try Can't keep my eyes from the cir^Amcling skies ^FTongue-tied and twisted just an ^Cearth-bound ^Dmisfit, I^G

^GAbove the planet on a wing and a prayer, ^EmMy grubby halo, a vapour trail in the empty air, ^GAcross the clouds I see my shadow fly ^EmOut of the corner of my watering eye ^GA dream unthreatened by the morning light ^EmCould blow this soul right through the roof of the night

^CThere's no sensation to Amicompare with this Sus^Fpended animation, a ^Cstate of bliss Can't keep my mind from the cir^Amcling skies ^FTongue-tied and twisted just an ^Cearth-bound ^Dmisfit, I ^G