You grasped a pot of gold,
now it looks like led
On your path of hunger
the gold lies still ahead

At the end of the rainbow
another rainbow starts

Try to catch the shadows
and run until you fall
Strain your nerves to follow
the temptations of them all

The prizes fade with time
as day fades into night
The state of satisfaction
is a slowly dying high

As sun descends in the sky
the hunt is on for the dawn
Chasing tricks of the day through the night

The scent of dawn is so sweet
but it is spoiled with each bite
Losing pace among all of the treats