Heavy Horizon

When the sun goes down

who will stop it's fall?

and who will help the blind see

who will make the deaf finally listen

to the problems of you and me
you and me

who will mend the wounds of time

who will pay for what's been damaged?

It's our heavy horizon

this is our story now

we all carry our own crosses

we all have doubts somehow

You cannot forget your part in here

no matter who you are

It's our heavy horizon

So as the sun goes down

it won't cease in existance

it will be waiting for another time

to shine

to guide the way of those who deserve

so don't turn your backs on this heavy horizon

because you are the one to decide
you are the one to decide!

We're the host of our own funeral

We're the host of our own funeral

We're the host of our own funeral

We're the host of our own funeral

It's our heavy horizon

this is our story now

we all carry our own crosses

we all have doubts somehow