Horsemen

It is written and so shall be

That all things will come to an end

But if we have to go

Then it's all coming with us

Come hell & high water

It must be, it must be

That on the far horizon

Yeah

They're saddling up the horsemen

Yes

By candle light, by oil light

By the light of computer screens

Hunched over tables

And endless calculations

And then en-scribed with beauty

Upon paper, upon vellum

Engraved upon the stones

It must be, it must be

That on the far horizon

Yeah

They're saddling up the horsemen

Yes

On the far horizon

Yeah

They're saddling up the horsemen