Intro: D G C (música dedilhada) D G C D The Horizon has been defeated / by the pirates of the new age D G C D Alien casinos, well maybe it's just time to say D G C D THE Things can go bad, make you wanna run away D G C A G D But as we grow older, the HORIZONS BEGINS TO FADE...AWAY D G C D THIS Future complications in the strings between the cans D G C D but no prints can come from fingers, if machines become our hands D G C D And then our feet become the wheels, UNTIL the wheels become the cars D G C A G D And then the rigs begin to drill until the drillings goes too....far D G C D Things can go bad, make you wanna run away D G C A G D But as we grow older, the horizon begins to fade... AWAY C A G D BEGINS TO FADE...AWAY D G C D but thingamajings are puzzles // anger, don't you step too close D G C D cause people are lonely and only animals with fancy shoes D G C D and hallelujahs zig zag nothing, misery is ON THE lose D G C A cause people are lonely and only animals with too many tools A LIKE THE BILL OF the junk that we sell A WORDS LIKE THE BILL OF THE MISS THAT WE TELL D G C D Things can go bad, make you wanna run away D G C A G D But as we grow older, the horizon begins to fade..away D A G D BEGINS TO fade...away