I
can see you from where I stand
clear across the plain a thousand miles
of empty land blurred by the pouring
rain
we share the same air we breathe the very light
but there's a chasm
between us that swallows day and night
I know your voice can travel carried on
the breeze and I can feel your presence rustling in the trees
but when I reach
my hand out trying hard to bridge the
space I only find the shadow of your
beautiful far-off face
we are connected by the single Sun that warms us both
today yet bound by an impossible
boundary that keeps us miles away we can
look up to the same blue canvas pure and deep
but there are promises that neither
of us can keep
we are as far apart as the sky and the earth destined to be
seen but never to converge upon this
fragile dusty scene you are the lofty
freedom the clouds the gently glide and
on the heavy anchor where the roots of
sorrow hide
we trace the horizon
line that separates our fate so close to
touching yet eternally too late I can look up and dream
but I can never fly
you can look down and weep but you can never lie
I watch the airplanes crossing carving pathways in your blue
a journey that seems effortless if only I were you
I feel the heat of summer the chill of winter
frost a stationary fixture counting everything
I've lost you hold the endless galaxies the secrets
of the dark while I hold nothing but the memory of your fleeting mark
we're fixed
in these positions held by some cosmic
decree a perfect painful symmetry for all
the world to see
we are connected by the single Sun that warms us both today
yet bound by an impossible boundary that
keeps us miles away we can look up to
the same blue canvas pure and deep but
there are promises that neither of us
can keep
we are as far apart as the sky and the earth destined to be seen but
never to converge upon this fragile
dusty scene you are the lofty freedom the
clouds the gently glide and on the heavy
anchor where the roots of sorrow hide we
trace the horizon line that separates
our fate so close to touching yet
eternally too late I can look up and
dream but I can never fly you can look
down and weep
but you can never lie
there's no earthquake strong enough no
miracle of will to make the sky descend
or make the earth stand still so I will
simply look up and you will simply shine
living out this beautiful terrible faded design
the sky and the earth
always searching for the meeting place
across the horizon line