The Horizon has been defeated
By the pirates of the new age
Alien casinos, well maybe its just time to say
Things can go bad, 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, make you wanna run away
But as we grow older, the horizon begins to fade, fade, fade
Fade away --This part is a bit confusing. Plays like this: Fay-hade away.
But thingamajigs are puzzles
Anger, don't you step too close
Cause people are lonely and only animals with fancy shoes
Hallelujahs zig zag nothing, misery is hard to lose
Cause people are lonely and only animals with too many tools
That can build all the junk that we sell
Aw, some time, man, make you wanna yell
Things can go bad, make you wanna run away
But as we grow older, the horizon begins to fade away
Fade away
Fade fade fade
Fade fade fade
That's it. Enjoy! Tabbed by Jeff H.