No Horizons Lyrics
| Song | No Horizons |
| Artist | This or the Apocalypse |
| Album | Monuments |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : This Or The Apocalypse | |
| Five long years. | |
| A static perimeter engulfed the sky. | |
| And I think a sixth one could be deadly. | |
| I am comprised of worlds, | |
| Yet nothing seemed so small as my own printed hand. | |
| We don't drift apart unsung, | |
| We are pushed away by something dark. | |
| And we do not go gently into anything at all. | |
| Conviction in the dying power of your city. | |
| Two dim-moon eyes stay fixed, | |
| On two worlds unjarred, coinciding. | |
| And all I hear is one single booming voice declaring, "Now." | |
| Is it more than we bring to bear in these tactless benedictions? | |
| I want to know if you doubt the way I doubt. | |
| I want to know if you lie the way I lie. | |
| Five long years, coinciding. |
| zuo qu : This Or The Apocalypse | |
| Five long years. | |
| A static perimeter engulfed the sky. | |
| And I think a sixth one could be deadly. | |
| I am comprised of worlds, | |
| Yet nothing seemed so small as my own printed hand. | |
| We don' t drift apart unsung, | |
| We are pushed away by something dark. | |
| And we do not go gently into anything at all. | |
| Conviction in the dying power of your city. | |
| Two dimmoon eyes stay fixed, | |
| On two worlds unjarred, coinciding. | |
| And all I hear is one single booming voice declaring, " Now." | |
| Is it more than we bring to bear in these tactless benedictions? | |
| I want to know if you doubt the way I doubt. | |
| I want to know if you lie the way I lie. | |
| Five long years, coinciding. |
| zuò qǔ : This Or The Apocalypse | |
| Five long years. | |
| A static perimeter engulfed the sky. | |
| And I think a sixth one could be deadly. | |
| I am comprised of worlds, | |
| Yet nothing seemed so small as my own printed hand. | |
| We don' t drift apart unsung, | |
| We are pushed away by something dark. | |
| And we do not go gently into anything at all. | |
| Conviction in the dying power of your city. | |
| Two dimmoon eyes stay fixed, | |
| On two worlds unjarred, coinciding. | |
| And all I hear is one single booming voice declaring, " Now." | |
| Is it more than we bring to bear in these tactless benedictions? | |
| I want to know if you doubt the way I doubt. | |
| I want to know if you lie the way I lie. | |
| Five long years, coinciding. |
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