The Flight of Admiral Archibald

The admiral ascends above the clouds
Escaping from his fears below
The freedom of the sky begins to shroud
what occupied his mind before

War's what matters to him now -
the flight out to the Northern Shore
With confidence, he conquers the unknown
Old Archibald, brave to the core

The carousel of spinning props
propel the salty dog above the sea
unphased amidst the threat of death alone
he's used to being lonely

The sky's the only place he's ever felt at home
His purpose strong, the path his own
The Admiral, an object of the war
May never reach the Northern Shore....

Sky's the only place he's ever felt at home
Out there on his own
Sky's the only place he's ever felt at home
Out there all alone
Sky's the only place he's ever felt at home
His purpose strong, the path his own
Sky's the only place he's ever felt at home
Out there all alone

He takes the final flight
he won't return after tonight
The plane is gone, the engine stalled
goodbye, goodbye, to Archibald