High Hopes

Beyond the horizon of the place we lived when we were young, in a world of magnets and miracles, our thoughts strayed constantly and without boundary.The ringing of the devision bell had began. Running before time took our dreams away, leaving the myriad small creatures, trying to time us to the ground, to a life consumed by slow decay. Steps taken forwards bit sleepwalking back again, dragged by the force of some inner tide.We reached the dizzy heights of that dreamed of world. Encumbered forever by desire and ambition, there’s a hunger still unsatisfied. Our weary eyes still stray to the horizon, through down this road we’ve been so many times.