At horizon's end

I drove to the point where this all started
Where all of the stars seemed further away

Uncharted, unmarked
No map and no bearing
Where the thief of the sun still covets the day

There's a hole in the sky to lure and to tempt
Saying I am the tempest and I am your way

But the faintest of signals
Through static, through noise
A drifting transmission-
A shimmer; a voice!

Set course by the sound
Through veil and divide
For all who are lost can always be found

In brilliance arise and in vastness ignite!
A torch of your purpose, in spirit, unite!
Set course by the signal, when day's glimmer fades
When all of the stars seem so far away