Landing is the last part of a flight, where a flying animal, aircraft, or spacecraft returns to the ground. When the flying object returns to water, the process is called alighting, although it is commonly called "landing," "touchdown" or "splashdown" as well. A normal aircraft flight would include several parts of flight including taxi, takeoff, climb, cruise, descent and landing.
Aircraft usually land at an airport on a firm runway or helicopter landing pad, generally constructed of asphalt concrete, concrete, gravel or grass. Aircraft equipped with pontoons (floatplane) or with a boat hull-shaped fuselage (a flying boat) are able to land on water. Aircraft also sometimes use skis to land on snow or ice.
To land, the airspeed and the rate of descent are reduced such that the object descends at a slow enough rate to allow for a gentle touch down. Landing is accomplished by slowing down and descending to the runway. This speed reduction is accomplished by reducing thrust and/or inducing a greater amount of drag using flaps, landing gear or speed brakes. When a fixed wing aircraft approaches the ground, the pilot will move the control column back to execute a flare or round-out. This increases the angle of attack. Progressive movement of the control column back will allow the aircraft to settle onto the runway at minimum speed, landing on its main wheels first in the case of a tricycle gear aircraft or on all three wheels simultaneously in the case of a conventional landing gear-equipped aircraft, commonly referred to as a "taildragger". This is known as flaring.
We landed -
Me on my head, and you were on your feet.
Let's turn it around - try over again
We're stranded -
You on your back and i was on my knees.
Let's turn it around - try over again
You shouted:
Won't something come to make me understand.
Let's turn it around - try over again
I doubted:
That came so fast - it's tough to apprehend.
Let's turn it around - try over again
Maybe this time something'll happen.
For now, I deny way too much,
You've got me wasting all this time
And I swear I don't know when
All these troubles are coming to an end.
But what you say sounds all right by me
falling from the heights you never even knew you were afraid of been blinded by the light you didn't even think you'd ever see have you ever been locked inside an empty room with all the windows left wide open will you be landing on the only space that's
being occupied by me listening to everything does wonders for the deaf ones and searching for the open door has got no sense of irony and I love it when the flies all die on windowsills so close to all the air they're falling down like
all the rain and raindrops never land on me well what's left for me to say maybe
Gonna bust a move, at Igor’s Landing
They got half price drinks and half price food galore
Gonna bust a groove, at Igor’s Landing
Where the flock flies down all the way from Baltimore
Gonna blast tunes, until the morning
‘til I can’t even hear the hand bangin’ on my door
It’s a man in blue, he’s so upstandin’
“Put your hands behind your back and face down on the floor”
Police Officer
Police Officer
Police Officer won’t let me be
Police Officer
Police Officer
Police Officer coming after me
Break in the zoo, free all the monkeys
They be runnin’ and jumpin’ and swingin’ all over this town
And if you do, try to keep it funky
Some people ringlead while others gotta act a clown
Gonna blast tunes, until the morning
‘til I can’t even hear the hand bangin’ on my door
It’s a man in blue, he’s so upstandin’
“Put your hands behind your back and face down on the floor”
Police Officer (I’m talkin’ bout a)
Police Officer (you know it’s a)
Police Officer won’t let me be
Police Officer (I’m talkin’ bout a)
Police Officer (you know it’s a)
Police Officer coming after me
(Guitar solo)
Police Officer (I’m talkin’ bout a)
Police Officer (you know it’s a)
Police Officer won’t let me be
Police Officer (I’m talkin’ bout a)
Police Officer (you know it’s a)
Police Officer coming after me
Police Officer (I’m talkin’ bout a)
Police Officer (you know it’s a)
Police Officer won’t let me be
Police Officer (I’m talkin’ bout a)
Police Officer (you know it’s a)
Thick black soul
Moving slow, moving close to you
This life I don't know
It seems kinda sick to me
Hold each other tight
Walking through to my destiny
This glitter in my eye
Catches light catches sympathy
This glitter in my eye
Catches light catches sympathy
Your lips are moving but I can't hear what you say
Stars are falling but you still feel the same way
This shield
What is real
Is believing
(Ha-ha-ha-aaa)
[REPEAT]
From the Album:
* Eight miles high
When daylight and nighttime feel the same
It's time for your mind to play the game
Close all your eyes and touch the air
Reach for the hand that must be there
You can hide away from reality
and you can't escape
Yesterday I felt it
and the first thing I thought
Never let go
I held it as close as I could
When it didn't grow like it should
and then, after hours, I opened my head
Found myself back on the floor near my bed
Nothing has changed, it was all the same again
Oh, yeah,...
When daylight and nighttime feel the same
It's time for your mind to play a game
Close all your eyes and touch the air
Reach for the hand that must be there
you can hide away from reality
Thick black soul
Moving slow, moving close to you
This life, I don't know
It seems kinda sick to me
Hold each other tight
Walking through to my destiny
This glitter in my eye
Catches light, catches sympathy
This glitter in my eye
Catches light, catches sympathy
Your lips are moving
But I can't hear what you say
Stars are falling
But you still feel the same way
This shield
What is real is believing
Thick black soul
Moving slow, moving close to you
This life, I don't know
It seems kinda sick to me
Hold each other tight
Walking through to my destiny
Glitter in my eye
Catches light, catches sympathy
This glitter in my eye
Catches light, catches sympathy
Your lips are moving
But I can't hear what you say
Stars are falling
But you still feel the same way
This shield
What is real is believing
Thick black
Thick black
So long as the Universe had a beginning, we could suppose
it had a creator. But if the universe is completely self-
contained, having no boundary or edge, it would neither