F#    B    E     C# 
 
e ---2-----2----0-----4---| 
B ---2-----4----0-----6---| 
G ---3-----4----1-----6---| 
D ---4-----4----2-----6---| 
A ---4-----2----2-----4---| 
E ---2----------0---------| 
 
Lyrics and chords: 
 
Intro: F#, B, E, F#, F#, B, E, F# 
 
    F#                 B 
The Horizon has been defeated 
       E                  F# 
By the pirates of the new age 
F#      B           E                      F# 
Alien casinos, well maybe its just time to say 
F#            B    E                   F# 
Things can go bad, make you wanna run away 
    F#         B          E                     C# 
But as we grow older, the trouble just seems to stay 
 
 
F#           B              E                   F# 
Future complications in the strings between the cans 
    F#                      B             E                 F# 
But no prints can come from fingers, if machines become our hands 
             F#              B                    E                 F# 
And then our feet become the wheels, and then the wheels become the cars 
             F#            B               E                    C# 
And then the rigs begin to drill until the drilling goes too....far 
 
 
F#            B    E                   F# 
Things can go bad, make you wanna run away 
    F#         B            E               C#    B     F# 
But as we grow older, the horizon begins to fade, fade, fade 
C# B   F#                                                      C#  B    F# 
Fade away  <--This part is a bit confusing. Plays like this: Fay-hade away. 
 
 
    F#               B 
But thingamajigs are puzzles 
E                         F# 
Anger, don't you step too close 
      F#                    B            E          F# 
Cause people are lonely and only animals with fancy shoes 
 
 
F#                  B        E                 F# 
Hallelujahs zig zag nothing, misery is hard to lose 
      F#                    B            E             C# 
Cause people are lonely and only animals with too many tools 
(D O N T  P L A Y  H E R E) 
That can build all the junk that we sell 
(O R  H E R E) 
Aw, some time, man, make you wanna yell 
 
 
F#            B    E                  F# 
Things can go bad, make you wanna run away 
    F#         B            E               C# B   F# 
But as we grow older, the horizon begins to fade..away 
 
C# B  F# 
Fade away 
C#   B    F# 
Fade fade fade 
C#   B    F# 
Fade fade fade 
 
That's it. Enjoy! Tabbed by Jeff H.