I see the shadow of my hand
holding an empty glass of beer.
I feel lots of chills cooling my skin,

I pinch myself to see if it's a dream.

Does it really exist?

Is this life a joke?
Who has written it?
Is this life a stroke?


Or it's just spontaneous?
Spontaneous...


Askin' what's real,
Tryin' to feel free

I went outside and looked at the clouds
Wonderin' if any of them could ever fall down
Beyond the horizon life


Breakin' the rules
Flyin' out of my mind

I started to think what could happen if
I jumped into the vaccum to find what is hidden
Beyond the horizon line

Beyond the horizon line
Beyond the horizon...


I keep running away from my fears
feeling the fall of all my tears.
I sense drops of water on my face

I am just getting wet as it rains

Askin' what's real,

Tryin' to feel free
I went outside and looked at the clouds
Wonderin' if any of them could ever fall down

Beyond the horizon line

Breakin' the rules

Flyin' out of my mind
My thoughts go where the wind blows
Tryin' to imagine the place where the rain goes

Beyond the horizon line
Beyond the horizon line...


In the horizon I could find
Old melodies of ancient times
(...)

(Pa, pa, pa, pa, pa, pa, pa...)