Sometimes
It is the lows
That make
You feel
The highest
You have ever been
Soaring through
The skies

Every day
I come to realize
That everything that seems
So much closer
Returns to the distance
Far off in the pale wind
The closer I get
The further I walk
The closer I get
The further it goes
Until it becomes a pin ***** in the horizon
I realize that the end does not stop
But for me
This is the end
For today

I sit here
Yet I feel nothing
I don't know
How it came to this
Oh
What I would give
To feel anything
But this