Intro: D G C (música dedilhada)

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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

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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

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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