We are on the horizon Like fireflies or stars inciting the dark And though the flames are low I know that they're climbing The neolithic flint that's making a spark And every time we go We're always arriving To that secret place that's only our own Would you believe I've gone beyond the horizon Where the flower lives inside of the stone Futures may wax and wane Like civilizations Find us flowering again We cannot be tamed The skin of the moon remains Remains in our secret garden We are on the horizon Like fireflies or stars inciting the dark And though the flames are low I know that they're climbing The neolithic flint that's making a spark And every time we go We're always arriving To that secret place that's only our own Would you believe I've gone beyond the horizon Where the flower lives inside of the stone Funny how the world falls by Falls by the wayside The heavy gaze of your eyes quiets the noise Funny how the world falls by as we sigh It all disappears We are on the horizon Like fireflies or stars inciting the dark And though the flames are low I know that they're climbing The neolithic flint that's making a spark And every time we go We're always arriving To that secret place that's only our own Would you believe I've gone beyond the horizon Where the flower lives inside of Lives inside of Lives inside of the stone