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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