Be-

yond

the

ho-

riz-

on

of

the

place

we

lived

when

we

were

young

In

a

world

of

mag-

nets

and

mi-

ra-

cles

Our

thoughts

strayed

cons-

tant-

ly

and

wi-

thout

boun-

dary

The

rin-

ging

of

the

di-

vi-

sion

bell

had

be-

gun

A-

long

the

Long

Road

and

on

down

the

Cause-

way

Do

they

still

meet

there

by

the

Cut

There

was

a

rag-

ged

band

that

follo-

wed

in

our

foot-

steps

Run-

ning

be-

fore

times

took

our

dreams

a-

way

Lea-

ving

the

my-

riad

small

crea-

tures

try-

ing

to

tie

us

to

the

ground

To

a

life

con-

sumed

by

slow

de-

cay

The

grass

was

gree-

ner

The

light

was

brigh-

ter

When

friends

sur-

roun-

ded

The

nights

of

won-

der

Loo-

king

be-

yond

the

embers

of

bri-

dges

glo-

wing

be-

hind

us

To

a

glimpse

of

how

green

it

was

on

the

other

side

Steps

ta-

ken

for-

wards

but

sleep-

wal-

king

back

a-

gain

Drag-

ged

by

the

for-

ce

of

some

in

a

tide

At

a

hi-

gher

al-

ti-

tude

with

flag

un-

furled

We

reached

the

dizzy

heights

of

that

dreamed

of

world

En-

cum-

bered

fo-

re-

ver

by

de-

sire

and

am-

bi-

tion

There's

a

hu-

nger

still

un-

sa-

tis-

fied

Our

weary

eyes

still

stray

to

the

ho-

ri-

zon

Though

down

this

road

we've

been

so

many

times

The

grass

was

gree-

ner

The

light

was

brigh-

ter

The

taste

was

swee-

ter

The

nights

of

won-

der

With

friends

sur-

roun-

ded

The

dawn

mist

glo-

wing

The

wa-

ter

flo-

wing

The

end-

less

ri-

ver

Fore-

ver

and

e-

ver