I finally grasped the lyrics
Of American Pie
Most days im dry and sated
If but for tonight
Then through the years, attrition
Our weight is lightened
I found from those to lean like Piza
The name called is mine
Knowledge is sought, no appeasement
Not mine, nor their minds
Comfort in abandoning reason
For the herd i smile
A warm January lies just before
We called for raining
I might had found myself aloud
We called for reigning
I. I am what I decide. What I built
My I's betray me
An image burned into my lids, the death
Of window staining
Jan 17, 2020
Jan 17, 2020 at 2:14 AM UTC
I finally grasped the lyrics
Of American Pie
Most days im dry and sated
If but for tonight
Then through the years, attrition
Our weight is lightened
I found from those to lean like Piza
The name called is mine
Knowledge is sought, no appeasement
Not mine, nor their minds
Comfort in abandoning reason
For the herd i smile
A warm January lies just before
We called for raining
I might had found myself aloud
We called for reigning
I. I am what I decide. What I built
My I's betray me
An image burned into my lids, the death
Of window staining
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