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Sojourner, sojourn on
âcause we are leaves in the breeze
Devoid of purpose, at ease
And we vilify for validity
With vicious vignettes, so ugly
I am just as guilty and I have been wrong
So you can call me a hypocrite, slander our songs
But you should be as ashamed of yourself as I am of me
For accepting mediocrity and bending your knee
Not quite indefatigable and far from unimpeachable
I am, not. Iâm not
As an artist, a musician, a man
Iâd much prefer to be hated than pitied
To fall flat on my face trying to innovate
Than to meet an industry-imposed standard and rest on it
Iâll take a propensity for verbosity
Over pontifical duplicity - and primarily
Thatâs what we have now;
So is this who I am?
So is this who you are?
So is this who we are?
I think weâre better than this