(Gilmour / Samson)      Beyond the horizon of the place we lived when we were young   In a world of magnets and miracles   Our thoughts strayed constantly and without boundary   The ringing of the division bell had begun      Along the Long Road and on down the Causeway   Do they still meet there by the Cut      There was a ragged band that followed our footsteps   Running before time took our dreams away   Leaving the myriad small creatures trying to tie us to the ground   To a life consumed by slow decay      The grass was greener   The light was brighter   With friends surrounded   The nights of wonder      Looking beyond the embers of bridges glowing behind us   To a glimpse of how green it was on the other side   Steps taken forwards but sleepwalking back again   Dragged by force of some inner tide      At a higher altitude with flag unfurled   We reached the dizzy heights of that dreamed of world      Encumbered forever by desire and ambition   There's a hunger still unsatisfied   Though down this road we've been so many times      The grass was greener   The light was brighter   The taste was sweeter   The nights of wonder   With friends surrounded   The dawn mist growing   The water flowing   The endless river