Lost Horizons

The last horizons I can see are filled with bars and factories
 And in them all we fight to stay awake
 Drink enough of anything to make this world look new again
 Drunk drunk drunk in the gardens and the graves
 She had nothing left to say so she said she loved me
 I stood there grateful for the lie
 Drink enough of anything to make this girl look new again
 Drunk drunk drunk in the gardens and the graves
 Turn summer trees to bones and ice
 Turn insect songs against the night
 With words we build and words we break
 I'm drunk drunk drunk in the gardens and the graves
 Maybe I could use you to reassure myself
 I wouldn't wish this indecision on anybody else
 Drink enough of anything to make this world look new again
 And when the sin smiles how could it be wrong
 The last horizons I could see are now resigned to memories
 I never thought I'd still be here today
 Drink enough of anything to make myself look new again
 Drunk drunk drunk in the gardens and the graves