I'm looking at it, A beautiful sunrise, the end of a cold night.
But it doesn't make me feel warmer.
All the water I could dream of flowing around me, but the only water that could lessen my thirst on the other side of the impossible.
The horizon screaming my name every time I look at it, I reach out my hand, to feel it, to touch it's beauty, but even when it looks so close it seems to back away from my hand...
It seems So Close, yet it is So Far Away...
Watching TV... Again...
All those beautiful places I want to go to behind the screen, Thinking of those places with doubts in my head if I'll ever go there...
If my will isn't strong enough anymore, will I ever get closer, Or will my life's dream vanish into Oblivion like the life dreams of all those around me?
Why are the most beautiful things close enough to smell, to taste, to feel the feeling you would feel if you were there.
But too far away to see those places first hand, To drink from that water that lessens my thirst, to see what's behind those Horizon that's backing up away from my touch.
Why are the things you want the most...
So Close yet So Far Away..?
