Stick and a rope,
Abolish my hope,
Slowly I walk,
Till I reach infinity.
My goal a tease,
As it hangs in front of me,
Never will get,
What I think I deserve.
In my face it dances,
Sings about the chances,
So close I can almost taste,
What always escapes me.
Chasing a setting sun,
Racing to finish what I have begun.
Or did I ever even begin?
Can't have what I can't comprehend.
So out of reach,
The sun always has a lesson to teach,
And I learn eagerly,
In hopes one day I can understand...

Understand why,
The sky separates us...