The Fields Of Ius Paroles

And I cannot recall
Knowing what we'd find
Or whatever land (?)
I'd hoped that it's nice
Or, or better than this

But everything is so beautiful
And nothing hurts
I tell myself

But I am so lost
and so scared
and so anchorless (?)

But I must carry on
Towards horizon's hands
Through the waves like ghosts (?)
So fragile, so thin
Oh, just like my own
Or, or better than this

But everything is so beautiful
And nothing hurts
I tell myself

But everything is so beautiful
And nothing hurts
I tell myself

But then, from the sea
Came a name--
With his land

'Cause I'm scared
And so poorly prepared
I'm dying, then see (?)
???? life to be?

I'm more than a boy runaway
????