Flight Lyrics

Hammerfall Lyrics Flight

  Browse by artist name Search Browse by soundtrack
 A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z #
A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z #


by Hammerfall. Buy album CD: Threshold

Flying Blind
I alway forget how crazy things are
So sometimes it catches me off my guard
When they make sense.
The line on the road trail the arrow in the sky,
I search for the mote in my brother's eye
Beneath the pence...
A time of blunt instruments.
Still uncertain when I've woken
Or what constitutes a conscious mind,
Though the thought remains unspoken
I know I'm flying blind.
Breaking into cold sweat on the white-hot coals
The pennies from heaven drop through my soul:
It don't relent.
At the back end of dreams I'm amazed to awake...
I offer my theories but just can't shake
That seventh sense
To which there's no defense.
It seemed the time was for action,
It seemed so cool to be that kind...
My tongue writhed to form some retraction
But I knew
I was flying blind.
I want things to be fast, down to the power-drive;
I want the zero-gravity heroes to play dead,
But stay alive.
We want it to be slow, all the way to stall;
We talk about a thousand things that never change at all.
No, it never change...
It was then that I knew I'd been thoughtless -
Something had slipped my mind:
I'd strapped myself into the Fortress
But the Fortress was flying blind.
We got full clearance, so someone down there
Ought to know the truth of our disappearance -
If even that still shows it accuses and blames me,
But nothing was quite what it seemed.
Sometimes things work out so strangely
That it might as well all be dreamed.
The White Cane Fandango
The White Cane Fandango in Morse code,
Try to shake through the message,
Shake the load;
Only venial sin, running on the spot -
Till the dance begins.
Where does a man go when the muscles cramp?
Try to write out a postcard on a postage stamp
With a drawing pin punching out the Braille
For the whole within?
Upset the contango on your future stock;
Paying backwardation, hold onto what you've got -
Such a sideways grin! Some day you may need
To trade that in.
If we ride this right
The future will fall in our hands.
If we survive the flight
The future will work out -
Nothing's that black and white.
The colour-coded charts are spread,
But we're still gliding deep into the red,
The radio is dead
Every valve blown open.
The radar screen flicks monochrome,
Air traffic controller wants to get on home,
For a phone call
To release him from responsibility.
Nobody goes to see him any more
Except for the man from the ministry.
He wanted to be, he wanted to be
The man at the helm, in command of the flightpath;
He's flying a chair, quite beyond control;
He's going to have just one more chance
At a barrel roll.
All in a dream, all as a dream,
The colours too bright, the music too deafening -
The black-out world has just begun to show.
These cracked-out words I offer...
But I still don't know.
Cool blue suffuse the colour gun -
Oh come in, come in number one:
Your time's nearly run.
Speed-freeze the frame,
The present and the past hold fast...
It's too fast, the thing don't,
The thing won't,
The thing don't last.
The rolling dice clash together never make up the score;
That old device, the ejector seat, glued to the floor.
Everybody waits for everyone to make a show -
No-one wants to be the first, admitting that they know
How anythings that's gone down here
Could fit into an analytic groove...
Ait for the tactical move,
Wait for some action we all can approve.
Too much to drink, for the cup reaches down to the sea;
Too much to think, the barometer pressuring me.
Rolling down the weather for an Easter parade,
Reeling out the Maydays in the hope of being saved,
But the radio ham's out giving blood -
No, no, no, he's not listening.
The cricketer knows his "Wisden",
The pilot has got his "Jane's",
But the sum of this factual wisdom
Don't help us to fly the plane
(no, and it never will...)
Beneath the tartan two-piece something rips undone...
Wait for the ladder to run
Wait for the snake that the ladder becomes.
A passenger hits the cockpit, willing to chance his game:
Pulls out his gun and cocks it
In the hope that it all might change. (oh, but it never will...)
A fly-leaf from the library shows others have been here before,
Tried, failed and kicked out the door;
The aircrew don't care anymore -
Not they just wait
For the beat of the silk-worm wing,
Wait for the heat to come down on us
- full force of the law.
Silk-Worm Wings
Full force of gravity pulls me down,
I'll be better off out of there;
Aerobatic spin around,
I'll take my chances in the open air.
Sycamore silk-worm wings
Or Roman Candle to the ground,
There's only one thing for shure:
When the balloon goes up
The aeronaut calm down.
He say nothing is quite what it seems,
He say nothing is quite what it seems;
I say nothing is nothing.
A Black Box
Softly, the angels sing their time and space refrain:
There's something in everything if you can only pin down it's name
Aerobatic thoughts at the back of my mind -
Is it nothing but the looping line we all follow?
Nothing but the spiral twist of DNA
There'll be no looking back from tomorrow on today.
So the wire is tripped, split-seconds defect to their successors;
The umbilical cord is ripped -
Here we all are in free fall.
I stall where I am, as if to see where I've been:
Only running down the looping line we all follow,
Only chasing down the spiral twist of DNA -
There can be no looking on to tomorrow from today.
Life/death/night/day - cold breath will surely fly away.
Is the empire of sensation locked in a black box
Deep in me, encoded there somehow?
It fires the imagination to fly on a wing and a prayer
Through my life
- is that how it is?
There'll be no looking back on this...
This is now, which will be then -
Is this the means? All I know for shure is
This is the end.
No looking back from tomorrow,
No, there'll be no looking back on today;
Better be looking on to tomorrow...
Better think on today.
All lyrics by Peter Hammill
Published by Hit and Run Music Publishing Ltd.
Printed by permission.
S-type records, 55-59 Shaftsbury Ave., London W.I.
Calligraphy by Jet

sheet music Buy Hammerfall sheet music
cd Buy Hammerfall CDs
guitar tabs Hammerfall guitar tabs
Album: Threshold (2006) Lyrics
cd Buy "Threshold" CD
  1. A Louse Is Not A Home
  2. Act Five
  3. Act Four
  4. Act One
  5. Act Six
  6. Act Three
  7. Act Two
  8. Again
  9. An Oath Sworn In Hell
  10. Breakthrough
  11. C. Columbus
  12. Can I Call Your Heart A Home
  13. Candle
  14. Central Hotel
  15. Child
  16. Comfortable?
  17. Curtains
  18. Description
  19. Easy To Slip Away
  20. Empress's Clothes
  21. Faint-heart And The Sermon
  22. Faith In Me
  23. Ferret And Featherbird
  24. Film Noir
  25. Fireships
  26. Flight
  27. Fogwalking
  28. For The Ax
  29. Forsaken Gardens
  30. German Overalls
  31. Given Time
  32. Glue
  33. Golden Promises
  34. Happy
  35. Hesitation
  36. His Best Girl
  37. I Dream Wild Horses
  38. I Will Find You
  39. Imperial Zeppelin (chris Judge Smith)
  40. In Slow Time
  41. In The Black Room
  42. Incomplete Surrender
  43. Jeunesse D'oree
  44. Labour Of Love
  45. Losing Faith In Words
  46. Love Has A Face
  47. My Experience
  48. No More (the Submariner)
  49. Not Backing Down
  50. Now More Than Ever
  51. Oasis
  52. On Wings Of Vengeance
  53. Ophelia
  54. Out Oyster
  55. People You Were Going To
  56. Ragged Sky
  57. Re-awakening
  58. Red Shift
  59. Reprise
  60. Rock And Role
  61. Rubicon
  62. Sacrifice/The End
  63. Shingle Song
  64. Sign
  65. Sitting Targets
  66. Slender Threads
  67. Solitude
  68. Somewhere In The Night
  69. Stars Fall
  70. Stranger Still
  71. Summer Song (in The Autumn)
  72. Sunshine
  73. Tapeworm
  74. The Bastard Sapling
  75. The Birds
  76. The Blood-Ax Speaks
  77. The Dragon Is Summoned
  78. The Jargon King
  79. The Lie (bernini's St Theresa)
  80. The Marrow & The Bone
  81. The New King's Lament
  82. The Prophecy Has Two Meanings/Coronation
  83. The Spirit
  84. The Witch's Dance
  85. Thunder
  86. Time For A Change (chris Judge Smith)
  87. Time Heals
  88. Traintime
  89. Troll's March
  90. Tyrant Dies
  91. Vision
  92. What's It Worth?
  93. Wilhelmina
  94. You Should Have Slain Me
  95. Threshold
  96. The Fire Burns Forever
  97. Rebel Inside
  98. Natural High
  99. Dark Wings, Dark Words
  100. Howlin' With The Pac
  101. Shadow Empire
  102. Carved In Stone
  103. Reign Of The Hammer
  104. Genocide
  105. Titan


Song words / lyrics from Threshold album CD are property & copyright of their owners and provided for educational purposes.
DMCA Policy | Add/correct lyrics  |  Request lyrics  |  Links  |  Privacy | Contact us    © STLyrics.com 2002 -