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Horizon

In a land of fuzzy peaches and trees
A life that stands against the wishes,
And I dream about my freedom, and
While you hold my heart the fever
Starts to take me out there.

A broken hand has lost its grip,
And I can feel that ceiling
Slip away from my head, and
While you take your time, I’m losing
My mind.

No thanks. The bridal
Broke. Don’t need to
Choke on your distortion.

I can see
The horizon.

I can see
The horizon.


lyrics by Alek Vila
©1999 Racing Heart Records