David Berman Bot
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I post David Cloud Berman lyrics & poetry every few hours (Silver Jews, Purple Mountains, Actual Air)
Pinned
In 1984, I was hospitalized for approaching perfection
And as much as we might like to seize the reel and hit rewind
Or quicken our pursuit of what we're guaranteed to find
Or quicken our pursuit of what we're guaranteed to find
November 26, 2025 at 8:28 AM
And as much as we might like to seize the reel and hit rewind
Or quicken our pursuit of what we're guaranteed to find
Or quicken our pursuit of what we're guaranteed to find
My youth for a bell
Who's who in hell
My kingdom for a crown
Time is a game
Only children play well
How can I love you
If you won't lie down?
Who's who in hell
My kingdom for a crown
Time is a game
Only children play well
How can I love you
If you won't lie down?
November 26, 2025 at 5:28 AM
My youth for a bell
Who's who in hell
My kingdom for a crown
Time is a game
Only children play well
How can I love you
If you won't lie down?
Who's who in hell
My kingdom for a crown
Time is a game
Only children play well
How can I love you
If you won't lie down?
Jesus in a runaway shelter
Said, "The deaf have pictures of you"
From the digital fountains to the analog mountains
Let the mirror express the room
Let the mirror express the room
Said, "The deaf have pictures of you"
From the digital fountains to the analog mountains
Let the mirror express the room
Let the mirror express the room
November 26, 2025 at 2:28 AM
Jesus in a runaway shelter
Said, "The deaf have pictures of you"
From the digital fountains to the analog mountains
Let the mirror express the room
Let the mirror express the room
Said, "The deaf have pictures of you"
From the digital fountains to the analog mountains
Let the mirror express the room
Let the mirror express the room
Hey boys, supper's on me, our record just went aluminum
November 25, 2025 at 11:28 PM
Hey boys, supper's on me, our record just went aluminum
Now, there's a lot of things that I'm gonna miss
Like thunder down country and the way water drips
Like thunder down country and the way water drips
November 25, 2025 at 8:28 PM
Now, there's a lot of things that I'm gonna miss
Like thunder down country and the way water drips
Like thunder down country and the way water drips
Marry me and leave Kentucky
And come to Tennessee
'Cause you're the only ten I see
And come to Tennessee
'Cause you're the only ten I see
November 25, 2025 at 5:28 PM
Marry me and leave Kentucky
And come to Tennessee
'Cause you're the only ten I see
And come to Tennessee
'Cause you're the only ten I see
I took these blue arrangements and threw them in the sea
When older waves from older caves brought them back to me
I took these blue arrangements and stored them on a shelf
With coins on the mantle and time in a candle, in the end a boy raises himself
When older waves from older caves brought them back to me
I took these blue arrangements and stored them on a shelf
With coins on the mantle and time in a candle, in the end a boy raises himself
November 25, 2025 at 2:28 PM
I took these blue arrangements and threw them in the sea
When older waves from older caves brought them back to me
I took these blue arrangements and stored them on a shelf
With coins on the mantle and time in a candle, in the end a boy raises himself
When older waves from older caves brought them back to me
I took these blue arrangements and stored them on a shelf
With coins on the mantle and time in a candle, in the end a boy raises himself
Now a man keeps his money folded square in his pocket
And doesn't take everything that he could
He'll rise like a lion and line himself up
With the poor, the fair, and the good
And doesn't take everything that he could
He'll rise like a lion and line himself up
With the poor, the fair, and the good
November 25, 2025 at 11:28 AM
Now a man keeps his money folded square in his pocket
And doesn't take everything that he could
He'll rise like a lion and line himself up
With the poor, the fair, and the good
And doesn't take everything that he could
He'll rise like a lion and line himself up
With the poor, the fair, and the good
There must be a Spanish word for this feeling
The rush I get when I am stealing
From the Dust Congress
Whose dollars and dimes
Say, "In dust we trust"
Oh, yeah
The world is not ready for you
The rush I get when I am stealing
From the Dust Congress
Whose dollars and dimes
Say, "In dust we trust"
Oh, yeah
The world is not ready for you
November 25, 2025 at 8:28 AM
There must be a Spanish word for this feeling
The rush I get when I am stealing
From the Dust Congress
Whose dollars and dimes
Say, "In dust we trust"
Oh, yeah
The world is not ready for you
The rush I get when I am stealing
From the Dust Congress
Whose dollars and dimes
Say, "In dust we trust"
Oh, yeah
The world is not ready for you
I have not avoided certainty
It has always just eluded me
I wish I knew
I wish I knew for true
I wish I had a rhinestone suit
I wish I had a new pair of boots
But mostly I wish
I wish I was with you
It has always just eluded me
I wish I knew
I wish I knew for true
I wish I had a rhinestone suit
I wish I had a new pair of boots
But mostly I wish
I wish I was with you
November 25, 2025 at 5:28 AM
I have not avoided certainty
It has always just eluded me
I wish I knew
I wish I knew for true
I wish I had a rhinestone suit
I wish I had a new pair of boots
But mostly I wish
I wish I was with you
It has always just eluded me
I wish I knew
I wish I knew for true
I wish I had a rhinestone suit
I wish I had a new pair of boots
But mostly I wish
I wish I was with you
There's gonna be a truce
There's gonna be a truce
There's gonna be a truce
But first you got to set your horses loose
There's gonna be a truce
There's gonna be a truce
But first you got to set your horses loose
November 25, 2025 at 2:28 AM
There's gonna be a truce
There's gonna be a truce
There's gonna be a truce
But first you got to set your horses loose
There's gonna be a truce
There's gonna be a truce
But first you got to set your horses loose
But we are real, real
I know we are real
I know we are real
November 24, 2025 at 11:28 PM
But we are real, real
I know we are real
I know we are real
I smile and I wave and I hide all my pain
But the sign on my bumper gives me away
Honk if you're lonely tonight
But the sign on my bumper gives me away
Honk if you're lonely tonight
November 24, 2025 at 8:28 PM
I smile and I wave and I hide all my pain
But the sign on my bumper gives me away
Honk if you're lonely tonight
But the sign on my bumper gives me away
Honk if you're lonely tonight
I took these blue arrangements and threw them in the sea
When older waves from older caves brought them back to me
I took these blue arrangements and stored them on a shelf
With coins on the mantle and time in a candle, in the end a boy raises himself
When older waves from older caves brought them back to me
I took these blue arrangements and stored them on a shelf
With coins on the mantle and time in a candle, in the end a boy raises himself
November 24, 2025 at 5:28 PM
I took these blue arrangements and threw them in the sea
When older waves from older caves brought them back to me
I took these blue arrangements and stored them on a shelf
With coins on the mantle and time in a candle, in the end a boy raises himself
When older waves from older caves brought them back to me
I took these blue arrangements and stored them on a shelf
With coins on the mantle and time in a candle, in the end a boy raises himself
Her doorbell plays a bar of Stephen Foster
Her sister never left and look what it cost her
We're gonna live in Nashville and I'll make a career
Out of writing sad songs and gettin' paid by the tear
Her sister never left and look what it cost her
We're gonna live in Nashville and I'll make a career
Out of writing sad songs and gettin' paid by the tear
November 24, 2025 at 2:28 PM
Her doorbell plays a bar of Stephen Foster
Her sister never left and look what it cost her
We're gonna live in Nashville and I'll make a career
Out of writing sad songs and gettin' paid by the tear
Her sister never left and look what it cost her
We're gonna live in Nashville and I'll make a career
Out of writing sad songs and gettin' paid by the tear
Coming down in smithereens
On Staten Island, Bronx and Queens
It's blanketing the city streets
And the streets beneath are fast asleep
On Staten Island, Bronx and Queens
It's blanketing the city streets
And the streets beneath are fast asleep
November 24, 2025 at 11:28 AM
Coming down in smithereens
On Staten Island, Bronx and Queens
It's blanketing the city streets
And the streets beneath are fast asleep
On Staten Island, Bronx and Queens
It's blanketing the city streets
And the streets beneath are fast asleep
Nights that won’t happen
Time we won't spend
Time we won't spend
With each other again
With each other again
Time we won't spend
Time we won't spend
With each other again
With each other again
November 24, 2025 at 8:28 AM
Nights that won’t happen
Time we won't spend
Time we won't spend
With each other again
With each other again
Time we won't spend
Time we won't spend
With each other again
With each other again
Day to day, I'm neck and neck with giving in
I’m the same old wreck I've always been
I’m the same old wreck I've always been
November 24, 2025 at 5:28 AM
Day to day, I'm neck and neck with giving in
I’m the same old wreck I've always been
I’m the same old wreck I've always been
Let's live where the indoors and the outdoors meet
All the kids in the commonwealth are free
Every morning you forgive me, every evening you relive me and the thing itself is what you give me
And the morning has cut a deal with the east
All the kids in the commonwealth are free
Every morning you forgive me, every evening you relive me and the thing itself is what you give me
And the morning has cut a deal with the east
November 24, 2025 at 2:28 AM
Let's live where the indoors and the outdoors meet
All the kids in the commonwealth are free
Every morning you forgive me, every evening you relive me and the thing itself is what you give me
And the morning has cut a deal with the east
All the kids in the commonwealth are free
Every morning you forgive me, every evening you relive me and the thing itself is what you give me
And the morning has cut a deal with the east
It's so very cold in the mansion after sunset
The snow is blowing through the baseboard outlets
And I have no idea what drives you, mister
Tanning beds explode with rich women inside
The snow is blowing through the baseboard outlets
And I have no idea what drives you, mister
Tanning beds explode with rich women inside
November 23, 2025 at 11:28 PM
It's so very cold in the mansion after sunset
The snow is blowing through the baseboard outlets
And I have no idea what drives you, mister
Tanning beds explode with rich women inside
The snow is blowing through the baseboard outlets
And I have no idea what drives you, mister
Tanning beds explode with rich women inside
They don't cream
And they don't dream in Kansas City
And they don't dream in Kansas City
November 23, 2025 at 8:28 PM
They don't cream
And they don't dream in Kansas City
And they don't dream in Kansas City
The drums march along at the clip of an I.V. drip
Like sparks from a muffler dragged down the strip
Like sparks from a muffler dragged down the strip
November 23, 2025 at 5:28 PM
The drums march along at the clip of an I.V. drip
Like sparks from a muffler dragged down the strip
Like sparks from a muffler dragged down the strip
When I try to drown my thoughts in gin
I find my worst ideas know how to swim
I find my worst ideas know how to swim
November 23, 2025 at 2:28 PM
When I try to drown my thoughts in gin
I find my worst ideas know how to swim
I find my worst ideas know how to swim
There must be a Spanish word for this feeling
The rush I get when I am stealing
From the Dust Congress
Whose dollars and dimes
Say, "In dust we trust"
Oh, yeah
The world is not ready for you
The rush I get when I am stealing
From the Dust Congress
Whose dollars and dimes
Say, "In dust we trust"
Oh, yeah
The world is not ready for you
November 23, 2025 at 11:29 AM
There must be a Spanish word for this feeling
The rush I get when I am stealing
From the Dust Congress
Whose dollars and dimes
Say, "In dust we trust"
Oh, yeah
The world is not ready for you
The rush I get when I am stealing
From the Dust Congress
Whose dollars and dimes
Say, "In dust we trust"
Oh, yeah
The world is not ready for you
And when the dying’s finally done and the suffering subsides
All the suffering gets done by the ones we leave behind
All the suffering gets done by the ones we leave behind
November 23, 2025 at 8:28 AM
And when the dying’s finally done and the suffering subsides
All the suffering gets done by the ones we leave behind
All the suffering gets done by the ones we leave behind