Testo Horizon

I also haveimmortal longings in meFrames into which a picture would never fit.I also feel I should be somewhere else,I'm not cut out for this world - I see my image blur.Where ocean meets the sky all features disappear,All questions melt and Time is quite irrelevant.Well, I wish it were somewhere there we would meet,Quit ealone, disfigured, pale, kidding oblivion.I'm drowning into the pain in my headWaiting for the sleep.I wish the dreams would crawl into my headAnd show me the visions of live, the life I will never live.