David Berman Bot@DavidBermanBot

I post David Cloud Berman lyrics & poetry every few hours (Silver Jews, Purple Mountains, Actual Air)

Joined December 2020
In 1984, I was hospitalized for approaching perfection
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I can't stand to see you When you're crying at home
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In 27 years I've drunk fifty thousand beers And they just wash against me Like the sea into a pier
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Pain works on a sliding scale So does pleasure in a candy jail True love doesn't come around anymore than fate allows On a Monday in Fort Lauderdale
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But I been around some and I've seen Enough to know we could both spend happy lives Inside the days of you and me
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Smith and Jones forever!
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Because the pillow that I dream on Is the threshold of a kingdom Is the threshold of a world where I'm with you It's a dark and snowy secret And it has to do with heaven And what looks like sleep is really hot pursuit
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"This is lake directory, calling party barge I'm on the phone with pond control, they say you are at large Lend us your coordinates, we'll send a Saint Bernard"
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Darkness and cold, darkness and cold Rolled in through the holes in the stories I told Conditions I'm wishing weren't taking control Darkness and cold, darkness and cold
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You got storyline fever, storyline flu It's filtering how everything looks to you Don’t you reckon it's affecting your attitude? Storyline fever got its hooks in you Storyline fever got its hooks in you
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I tell you, they make it so you can't shake hands when they make your hands shake
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Patiently encroaching on the animal The weather of forever retaking control Darkness and cold, darkness and cold
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Cause I'm a man who has a wife who has a mother Who married one but she loved another
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People send people up to the moon When they return, well, there isn't much
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I want to wander through the night As a figure in the distance even to my own eye
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I'm a loser, she's a gainer
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No, I didn't really want to die I only want to die in your eyes
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The drums march along at the clip of an I.V. drip Like sparks from a muffler dragged down the strip
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Smith and Jones forever!
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The sun and the shutters and the sun shattered hair The butler hesitates at the top of the stairs A kitten from Great Britain sleeps behind the drapes An old silver bowl filled with apples and grapes
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The river winds 'round these little green hills And stays in the woods for days We were built to consider the unmanifested And make of love an immaculate place
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