Texty: Guster. Ganging Up on the Sun. Captain.

I've come down with somethin'
I'm frozen, tied up, cast in lead
It's simple, so says the captain
Face forward, move slow, forge ahead

I'm earnin' a reputation
My conscience, mistrust and regret
Courageous just like the captain
Marchin' forward with no doubt in his head

Onward
Onward
Onward
Onward