ponder_irl (Yann Ryan):
my lines and life are free as the road
ponder_irl (Yann Ryan):
give me truths for i am weary of the surfaces and die of inanition
ponder_irl (Yann Ryan):
oh as i was young and easy in the mercy of his means
ponder_irl (Yann Ryan):
from my top bough i can see the footprints that led up to me
ponder_irl (Yann Ryan):
its melancholy long withdrawing roar
ponder_irl (Yann Ryan):
a long moment stretches/the next one is not on time