Horizon has been defeated by the pirates of the new age
Alien casinos, well maybe it's just time to say
That 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
The horizon begins to fade
Fade, fade
Fade away
But thingamajigs are a puzzle
Anger, don't you step too close
Cause people are lonely and only animals
With fancy shoes
And hallelujah's exact nothing
And misery is on the loose
Cause people are lonely and only animals
With too many tools
They can build all the junk that we sell
And make you wanna yell
And things can go bad
And make you wanna run away
But as we grow older
The horizon begins to fade away
Fade away
Fade, fade, fade
Fade, fade, fade