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The Sadness Of Apollo
Standing on a stressed plank
Waiting for the sedatives to take
Standing on a stressed plank
Waiting for the sedatives to take
The pressure is on me too to give
An honest dollar is all i have
A few more won’t save my act/ass
But i’m holding out for less
Trying not to look down
Feeling as lonely as the moon
Trying not to look down
Feeling as lonely as the moon
Yeah, i’ve been walked on too
A misunderstood world
Whose weak shoulders tilt his soul
The sadness of apollo
Who broods without hope
Looking over a poet’s river
A few moments till forever
Looking over a senile river
In just a few minutes i’ll be better
My mind is a cloud of thoughts
I can’t seem to make out the words
My pain is in my stomach
There is much i can’t stomach
I sought the scared animal inside me
And negotiated on its terms
Which was where we had first met
Twenty something odd songs ago
Ravaged still, by the same pranced dance
It took decades prior to unlearn
And revamp with stride
Its hands too fallen to shake
Swung dangerously with the breeze
I was at ease, though
An eyebrow twitched
As another wrinkle appeared
Making it known
The present is aged
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