Создатели
ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Pink Floyd
Исполнитель
Nick Mason
Барабаны
David Gilmour
Гитара
Jon Carin
Клавишные инструменты
Richard Wright
Клавишные инструменты
Durga McBroom
Бэк-вокал
Guy Pratt
Бас-гитара
Tim Renwick
Гитара
Gary Wallis
Ударные инструменты
Scott Page
Саксофон
Rachel Fury
Бэк-вокал
Margret Taylor
Бэк-вокал
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
David Gilmour
Автор песен
Bob Ezrin
Автор песен
Jon Carin
Автор песен
Anthony Moore
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
David Gilmour
Продюсер
Dave Hewitt
Инженер звукозаписи
Robert Hrycyna
Ассистент инженера звукозаписи
Damon Iddins
Миксинг-инженер
Andy Jackson
Миксинг-инженер
Слова
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 reel
A fatal attraction is 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 earthbound 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
Unladen, 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 sky
Tongue-tied and twisted
Just an earthbound misfit, I
Above the planet, on a wing and a prayer
My grubby halo, a vapour trail in the empty air
Bottom of clouds, I see my shadow fly
Out of the corner of my watering eye
It's 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 earthbound misfit, I
Written by: Anthony Moore, Bob Ezrin, David Gilmour, Jon Carin

