On the Horizon

I almost see it in the distance;
I feel we may be almost there,
Beyond what measly pittance,
They have paid us to be scared.

There's a hill with an orange sun,
Behind there we have solace,
Beyond that we can run.

Please take my hand and trust,
For I will never let you go.
With you forever I would run,
With you forever I will know.

At the end I love you still,
And we will have it all;
It's just beyond this hill.