The Other Side of the Horizon

VERSE 1
no more broken themes
no more ballad dreams
how loud should I sing to agree with me

cause I've got insight
as big as a dirt mite
turning to black just like a frost bite

BRIDGE
so I look on the other side of the horizon
and I hope I can find a bun in the oven
cause this old boy is gunna have to give birth
to a smiling face measured by its girth

VERSE 2
a purpose with no home
should be left alone
or else it'll throw itself the same old bone

so I pluck my guitar
but I never get far
cause the only inspiration comes from depression

BRIDGE

CHORUS
pour a cup of coffee
searching for some happy, yeah
ignore the minor chords
they grow to be a bore, yeah, yeah, yeah

BRIDGE 2
no more broken themes
no more ballad dreams
if it's gunna be obscene
at least its made of me

CHORUS