The Horizon’s Ghost

She was a vision, a diamond in the rough But for a girl like her, love was never enough He gave her the world in the palm of his hand But she wanted kingdoms, she wanted the land She packed her bags without a goodbye Chasing the gold in a different sky. Oh, she’s searching for more than the heart can hold Trading her silver for a promise of gold From the neon of Asia to the Southern Cross Counting the miles but ignoring the loss The world is wide and the road is long But she’s singing a restless, lonely song. Through the cobblestones of Europe and the jungle’s heat She chased every shadow, she felt no defeat But the seasons they turned, and the money ran dry The sparkle was fading from the edge of her eye To keep moving on, she did what she must Trading her secrets, then trading for lust. Oh, she’s searching for more than the heart can hold Trading her silver for a promise of gold From the neon of Asia to the Southern Cross Counting the miles but ignoring the loss The world is wide and the road is long But she’s singing a restless, lonely song. Scars on her skin where the beauty once bloomed A ghost in the mirror, by hunger consumed She sold what was sacred just to get through the night Now she’s crawling back home to the very first light. She stands by the fence of the garden she knew Sees a house full of life, and a love that was true He’s holding a child, a wife by his side The life she discarded, the love she denied She’s withered and gray, a shadow of grace Watching her heaven in another girl’s face. You can’t turn the clock, you can’t mend the break She’s just the debris of a lifelong mistake She walks to the shadows, she fades in the gray Into the North wind, she’s drifting away No one to miss her, no one to cry Just a name on the wind, under a cold, silent sky.