The Fields Of Ius

A solitude

and oh I sit

Slow

Some seize

with our words

for sales

And there's greed

That's always behind

And I can not recall

knowing what we find

or what is planned

I'd hoped that its nice

or better then this

But everything is so beautiful

and nothing hurts

I tell myself but

I am so alone

and so scared

and so anger less

But I must carry on

towards his rise

in hands

Through the waves

and oh so fragile hands

So there

Oh just like my own

and I can not recall

Knowing what we'd find

Though we'd have the love

We heard that its not sure

or better than this

And everything is so beautiful

and I think it hurts

I tell myself but

Everything is beautiful

and nothing hurts

I tell myself

But they're forsaken of anything

and these plans cause

I'm scared and alone

and I'm seeing a doorway

For my life

To be more then a point

on a wake lost

Its bones I can't bare