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