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He pushed the weight of the world To the top of the milky way And he leaned, and he sighed As the world rolled away He put the globe on his shoulders As he prepared to climb again He shrugged and it shuddered Spreading fear to little men Igby! Igby, my boy! I feel it coming down on me! This pressure, this weight! Why can I not be free? Some weights are corporeal Like the dumbbells at the barbell Tabs overflowing, drinks and meals These simple weights are easy to quell Then there are the really heavy ones The ones no eyes can see The ones that drag us down to earth That make it hard to flee Our words and obligations All form a lofty load We are all carrying something Along our personal roads And our roads, they go forever But, to where? No one knows...
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Jun 10, 2021
Jun 10, 2021 at 2:42 PM UTC
The Weight
He pushed the weight of the world To the top of the milky way And he leaned, and he sighed As the world rolled away He put the globe on his shoulders As he prepared to climb again He shrugged and it shuddered Spreading fear to little men Igby! Igby, my boy! I feel it coming down on me! This pressure, this weight! Why can I not be free? Some weights are corporeal Like the dumbbells at the barbell Tabs overflowing, drinks and meals These simple weights are easy to quell Then there are the really heavy ones The ones no eyes can see The ones that drag us down to earth That make it hard to flee Our words and obligations All form a lofty load We are all carrying something Along our personal roads And our roads, they go forever But, to where? No one knows...
"You see, Igby... I feel this great pressure, coming down on me... It's just constantly coming down on me.. Crushing me..." -from the film "Igby Goes Down" ~06/10/2021
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29/M/The Left Coast
Jun 10, 2021
Jun 10, 2021 at 2:42 PM UTC
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