| Song | New Horizon |
| Artist | HUSKING BEE |
| Album | The Steady-State Theory |
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| The boy who loves the sky, | |
| he never whines | |
| He watches a line, always far in the sky | |
| The dreams of yesterday are brown by the wind | |
| But when this sun goes down, | |
| they'll be back as stars | |
| Listen, can you hear in silence | |
| The sound that keeps calling our name | |
| Is stained by history and is sure to exist | |
| And is running through the lifetime | |
| The boy who loves the sea, he never whines | |
| He watches a line,always far in the sky | |
| Her voice is washed away by the wave | |
| But when this rain | |
| stops, it'll be back as stars | |
| Listen, can you hear in silence | |
| The sound that keeps calling our name | |
| Is stained by history and is sure to exist | |
| And is running through the lifetime | |
| The place dividing sky and ground, | |
| dream and reality | |
| The place dividing lies and truth | |
| The place where the moon and sun go home | |
| Please don't sigh anymore | |
| (then the stars will be shine) | |
| If there's contradictions in every answer | |
| Even if the world hurls broken | |
| (pieces at you) | |
| Please don't sigh anymore | |
| Please don't cry anymore | |
| (then the stars will be shine) | |
| If there's sadness in every flower | |
| Even if the world hurls broken | |
| (pieces at you) | |
| Please don't cry anymore |
| The boy who loves the sky, | |
| he never whines | |
| He watches a line, always far in the sky | |
| The dreams of yesterday are brown by the wind | |
| But when this sun goes down, | |
| they' ll be back as stars | |
| Listen, can you hear in silence | |
| The sound that keeps calling our name | |
| Is stained by history and is sure to exist | |
| And is running through the lifetime | |
| The boy who loves the sea, he never whines | |
| He watches a line, always far in the sky | |
| Her voice is washed away by the wave | |
| But when this rain | |
| stops, it' ll be back as stars | |
| Listen, can you hear in silence | |
| The sound that keeps calling our name | |
| Is stained by history and is sure to exist | |
| And is running through the lifetime | |
| The place dividing sky and ground, | |
| dream and reality | |
| The place dividing lies and truth | |
| The place where the moon and sun go home | |
| Please don' t sigh anymore | |
| then the stars will be shine | |
| If there' s contradictions in every answer | |
| Even if the world hurls broken | |
| pieces at you | |
| Please don' t sigh anymore | |
| Please don' t cry anymore | |
| then the stars will be shine | |
| If there' s sadness in every flower | |
| Even if the world hurls broken | |
| pieces at you | |
| Please don' t cry anymore |