I can almost see it
Strain my eyes against a darkening sky
But my eyesight is shit
And it’s falling toward the horizon 
In the afterglow
There for sure 
We know where to look
There is Venus looking in her mirror
Reflection on the still water
Should be just above or so

And so it is
The dreams are vivid as the setting sun
Pinks and orange and impossible to describe 
In its complexity and subtle hues 
And I want to paint a picture 
To tell you what I saw
To remember this thing that was/is happening around us
Describe this one moment
But the words I have are lacking 
And the moment is quickly passing

I can almost see it out of the corner of my eye
Eyes on the road ahead south
Traveling 60 miles an hour
It’s on the passenger side
in the west
But it stays steady 
So far away
Stars peeking out behind trees as if to say
You will never catch me, never catch me
To far ahead of you
And you started way behind 
It’s a problem of physics
And the timing is wrong 
No matter how much I long
To write the damn song 

Nobody gonna hear it (not even me)
But I know it is out there
Just beyond reach 
I am just too small

3 am and I’m woken from sleep
Why am I tormented like this?
I can hear it just there
Strain my ears against the silence 

The thing that I want to have doesn’t exist
So I have to craft it from nothingness
while being reminded it is worthless