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. ~~Learnig to fly::::Pinkfloyd