

{wind over vast open space,
crystalline piano melody rising like
the sun, airy foley accents}
Four hundred and fourteen,
the sky is opening wide,
I’m looking past the current,
I’m looking past the tide.
The fear of the water,
the fear of the deep,
Are just the shadows of the promises I need to keep.
Matilde in the distance,
Bianca at my side,
I’m navigating futures, with nowhere left to hide.
I’m charting the distance,
I’m counting the stars,
I’m healing the rhythm,
I’m healing the scars.
{light airy harmonies floating} I AM THE HORIZON,
THE LINE IN THE SKY!
I’M WATCHING THE SOVEREIGN EAGLE GO BY!
IT’S NOT ABOUT THE DESTINATION OR THE END OF THE RACE,
IT’S ABOUT THE SOVEREIGN FREEDOM OF THIS OPEN SPACE!
For the good of all,
the horizon is clear,
With no harm to none,
I’ve outrun the fear!
{light airy driving beat,
gentle anthemic lift} Montreal is the harbor,
but I’m built for the sea,
I’m evolving the system,
I’m evolving the me.
They wanted a finish,
they wanted a lock,
But I’m the ocean wave that’s shaping the rock.
I’m functional? It doesn’t matter.
I’m sovereign? It’s true.
I’m painting the colors of a brand-new hue.
And if the horizon shifts when I start to move,
I’ll just find a new rhythm,
I’ll just find a new groove!
{lush cinematic orchestral layers growing} 'Right' and 'write' the code...
'Sight' and 'site' of the view...
The little girl in red is standing on the bow,
She’s looking at the future,
she’s living in the now!
One, two, three—the view is so bright,
Four hundred fourteen—I’m sailing in the light!
{very quiet ambient drop,
resonant steady belt vocal} I AM THE HORIZON,
THE LINE IN THE SKY!
I’M WATCHING THE SOVEREIGN EAGLE GO BY!
IT’S NOT ABOUT THE DESTINATION OR THE END OF THE RACE,
IT’S ABOUT THE SOVEREIGN FREEDOM OF THIS OPEN SPACE!
For the good of all,
the horizon is clear,
With no harm to none,
I’ve outrun the fear!
{maximum intensity soaring lead,
orchestral harmonies} 100%
Tiguidou.
The horizon
is mine.
Horizon.
Tiguidou.
{wind and soft piano chord fade,
final gentle exhale}