Horizon has been defeated


By the pirates of the new age

Alien casinos


Well maybe it's just time to say




The things can go bad


And make you wanna run away


But as we grow older

The trouble just seems to stay





Future complications

In the strings between the cans


But no prints can come from fingers


If machines become our hands




And then our feet become the wheels


And then the wheels become the cars

And then the rigs begin to drill


Until the drilling goes too far




Things can go bad


And make you wanna run away


But as we grow older

Horizon begins to fade, fade, fade, fade away





Thingamajigsaw puzzled

And anger don't you step too close


'Cause people are lonely


And only animals with fancy shoes




And Hallelujahs exact nothing


And misery it's on the loose

'Cause people are lonely


And only animals with too many tools




That can build all the junk that we sell


Aw sometimes man make you wanna yell




That things can go bad

And make you wanna run away


But as we grow older

Horizon begins to fade away, fade away




Fade, fade, fade

Fade, fade, fade


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