Taking off into the sunset
I can’t think of a more fitting flight
To say goodbye
To lay a friend to ground
To walk over a once sacred place
And through memories of younger days
Gold, orange, and blue below
The air will chill soon
The life will grow a little more weary
And hopefully a little more wise
On route to the homeland
To say goodbye to a friend
To say goodbye to an era
We place him in the ground tomorrow
We’ll take part of him with us
wherever we go next
Taking off into sunsets or sunrise