Lyapunov Horizon

The weatherman can only see ten days ahead After that the its up to the chaos in the air Every decimal of doubt compounds itself Until the future's fog beyond the screen Made a light year plan to escape this earthly zoo Someday the chaos will come to claim my life Variables far beyond our control Cut through our predictions like a knife There's no way to know and life all depends on time that dissolves and math that descends I can see today and guess tomorrow But beyond that line I sit in sorrow The Lyapunov horizon