O Captain, My Captain
It’s time to flyThe time is not nowIt’s gonna be a dragEven, it’s not gonna beThe same wayThat you want it And I know you have your atlasAnd I know the things that you gatheredYou’re not out of my mindYou’re out of my hearingIt’s time to feel less emptyIt’s time to stretch them two more timesIt’s time to light the flameAnd be unspun