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