Setting out from the shore setting out for the thing that haunts you Leaving daily behind leaving all that corrupts the sublime Waves a beating the bow testing out all the ways, the know how Checking out the degrees mapping out all we know we will seize The things that haunt you now you'd better beware The ways and means collect and leave you dry Setting out for the stars and my ship is a dying Pequod Prisoner of the mind Oh, Mr. Melville, Mr. Mellville