Solitude and I
On such lonesome seas
With our words for sails
And an endless breeze
That's always behind
And I cannot recall
Knowing what we'd find
Though I'd heard of 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 hinge
Through the waves like oars
So fragile, so thin
Oh, just like my own
And I cannot recall
Knowing what we'd find
Though we'd heard of love
We'd hoped that it's nice
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 great many (things?)
With his land
'Cause I'm scared
And so poorly prepared
I'm dying, then see
A door with my life to be
I'm more than a boy on a wave
Lost in both time and space