Seize the day, my friend
Because the birthday boy’s balloons will rise
The captain will turn his helm against the tides
And the sun will set
Below the horizon
Below a place you cannot see

So while the sun is still high
High in the sky
Show them what you’re made of
Show them why the sun rose
Why the mother loved her son for the last time
Why the soldier said his last goodbyes
Why the violinist strung his last stroke

And why you are you
For now, there is no other