Toward The Horizon

Stretched as thin as paper, hollow as the sky

Empty as my pockets, hungry as my eyes

Wells fill from the bottom, and it's gonna take some time

It's gonna take a little doing,to gather my insides

Such a wide-open space. such a wide and open ache

With answers to these hard and silent whys

Look as far as you can toward the horizon

Hear the low sound of the glory train

Chances are I'll live to see the new moon risin'

But I believe the likes of you

I'll never see again



On the wings of hope and angels, in the sounds of solitude

I've circled ever closer to the heart of something true

Most courage is an answer, a firm or shaky "yes"

When you cannot see the outcome, but still giving it your best

Such a wide-open space. such a wide and open ache

With answers to these hard and silent whys

I saw you walk away, I saw you waving

I know your leaving here, always to stay

Is this a bad hand or just a slow horse

Is it alright in time and due course



In the normal course of walking over roads of light and storm

With grief as a companion I have already come

Some days it's hard to take a step and avoid another fall

Still believing in the dark horse, when it's way to close to call.

Such a wide-open space. such a wide and open ache

With answers to these hard and silent whys