David Berman Bot
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I post David Cloud Berman lyrics & poetry every few hours (Silver Jews, Purple Mountains, Actual Air)
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In 1984, I was hospitalized for approaching perfection
On occasion, we all do battle with motivational paralysis
Unable to perform some simple task
Trapped at the stage of analysis
Unable to perform some simple task
Trapped at the stage of analysis
February 17, 2026 at 5:28 AM
On occasion, we all do battle with motivational paralysis
Unable to perform some simple task
Trapped at the stage of analysis
Unable to perform some simple task
Trapped at the stage of analysis
Now I've put an ocean
Between myself and Goshen
To get away from the Farmer's Hotel
Things so unclean
Are better left unseen
Keep away from the Farmer's Hotel
Between myself and Goshen
To get away from the Farmer's Hotel
Things so unclean
Are better left unseen
Keep away from the Farmer's Hotel
February 17, 2026 at 2:28 AM
Now I've put an ocean
Between myself and Goshen
To get away from the Farmer's Hotel
Things so unclean
Are better left unseen
Keep away from the Farmer's Hotel
Between myself and Goshen
To get away from the Farmer's Hotel
Things so unclean
Are better left unseen
Keep away from the Farmer's Hotel
Rub out the catlight
Rub out the village
Red and white exit light
That's exodus damage
Why don't people think of who they use?
Why don't you try and come and get me
Black and brown blues
Rub out the village
Red and white exit light
That's exodus damage
Why don't people think of who they use?
Why don't you try and come and get me
Black and brown blues
February 16, 2026 at 11:28 PM
Rub out the catlight
Rub out the village
Red and white exit light
That's exodus damage
Why don't people think of who they use?
Why don't you try and come and get me
Black and brown blues
Rub out the village
Red and white exit light
That's exodus damage
Why don't people think of who they use?
Why don't you try and come and get me
Black and brown blues
What was not but could have been
Was my obsession way back when
Was my obsession way back when
February 16, 2026 at 8:28 PM
What was not but could have been
Was my obsession way back when
Was my obsession way back when
At the back of the bar, there's a couch
Where the lonely people go and lie
They talk to the honky tonk psychiatrist
Into the wee hours of the night
Into the wee hours of the night
Where the lonely people go and lie
They talk to the honky tonk psychiatrist
Into the wee hours of the night
Into the wee hours of the night
February 16, 2026 at 5:28 PM
At the back of the bar, there's a couch
Where the lonely people go and lie
They talk to the honky tonk psychiatrist
Into the wee hours of the night
Into the wee hours of the night
Where the lonely people go and lie
They talk to the honky tonk psychiatrist
Into the wee hours of the night
Into the wee hours of the night
And so the rent became whiskey, whiskey
February 16, 2026 at 2:28 PM
And so the rent became whiskey, whiskey
We've been raised on replicas
Of fake and winding roads
Of fake and winding roads
February 16, 2026 at 11:28 AM
We've been raised on replicas
Of fake and winding roads
Of fake and winding roads
Sleeping is the only love
February 16, 2026 at 8:28 AM
Sleeping is the only love
O Dallas, you shine with an evil light
February 16, 2026 at 5:28 AM
O Dallas, you shine with an evil light
I loved her so because
She was so good and kind to me
She was, she was, she was
She was so good and kind to me
She was, she was, she was
February 16, 2026 at 2:28 AM
I loved her so because
She was so good and kind to me
She was, she was, she was
She was so good and kind to me
She was, she was, she was
You do unto others and run like a mother
I don't wanna look poor anymore
I don't wanna look poor anymore
February 15, 2026 at 11:28 PM
You do unto others and run like a mother
I don't wanna look poor anymore
I don't wanna look poor anymore
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
February 15, 2026 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
Won't soul music change now that our souls have turned strange?
February 15, 2026 at 5:28 PM
Won't soul music change now that our souls have turned strange?
Sometimes a pony gets depressed
February 15, 2026 at 2:28 PM
Sometimes a pony gets depressed
I thanked the old codger
And in my role as the lodger
I headed upstairs for to sleep
There was no air of slumber
The doors, they had no numbers
Which room was intended for me?
And in my role as the lodger
I headed upstairs for to sleep
There was no air of slumber
The doors, they had no numbers
Which room was intended for me?
February 15, 2026 at 11:28 AM
I thanked the old codger
And in my role as the lodger
I headed upstairs for to sleep
There was no air of slumber
The doors, they had no numbers
Which room was intended for me?
And in my role as the lodger
I headed upstairs for to sleep
There was no air of slumber
The doors, they had no numbers
Which room was intended for me?
When I'm high on bat wings
Up by the silvery moon
I think of a certain sad king
Trapped in his golden room
And I dream of a cold river on the way
To come and sweep that king into this black and brown bay
Up by the silvery moon
I think of a certain sad king
Trapped in his golden room
And I dream of a cold river on the way
To come and sweep that king into this black and brown bay
February 15, 2026 at 8:28 AM
When I'm high on bat wings
Up by the silvery moon
I think of a certain sad king
Trapped in his golden room
And I dream of a cold river on the way
To come and sweep that king into this black and brown bay
Up by the silvery moon
I think of a certain sad king
Trapped in his golden room
And I dream of a cold river on the way
To come and sweep that king into this black and brown bay
We have no goodwill, no goodwill to give
To those who try to take away the things we need to live
Friend, this is from your friend, off of Natchez Trace
The last dream left worth believing starts with animal shapes
To those who try to take away the things we need to live
Friend, this is from your friend, off of Natchez Trace
The last dream left worth believing starts with animal shapes
February 15, 2026 at 5:28 AM
We have no goodwill, no goodwill to give
To those who try to take away the things we need to live
Friend, this is from your friend, off of Natchez Trace
The last dream left worth believing starts with animal shapes
To those who try to take away the things we need to live
Friend, this is from your friend, off of Natchez Trace
The last dream left worth believing starts with animal shapes
This world is like a roadside inn and we're the guests inside
February 15, 2026 at 2:28 AM
This world is like a roadside inn and we're the guests inside
When the here and the hereafter momentarily align
February 14, 2026 at 11:28 PM
When the here and the hereafter momentarily align
Goodbye users and suckers and steady bad luckers
We're off to the land of club soda unbridled
We're off to the land of hot middle-aged women
Off to the land whose blood runneth orange
We're off to the land of club soda unbridled
We're off to the land of hot middle-aged women
Off to the land whose blood runneth orange
February 14, 2026 at 8:28 PM
Goodbye users and suckers and steady bad luckers
We're off to the land of club soda unbridled
We're off to the land of hot middle-aged women
Off to the land whose blood runneth orange
We're off to the land of club soda unbridled
We're off to the land of hot middle-aged women
Off to the land whose blood runneth orange
Why is there something instead of nothing?
And how is the asking built into the hunting?
And how is the asking built into the hunting?
February 14, 2026 at 5:28 PM
Why is there something instead of nothing?
And how is the asking built into the hunting?
And how is the asking built into the hunting?
The elephants are so ashamed of their size
Hosing them down, I tell 'em, "You got pretty eyes"
Out in the backyard, I used to make like I was a cowboy
I'd set my dog before a hoop and say, "Now boy, now boy!"
Hosing them down, I tell 'em, "You got pretty eyes"
Out in the backyard, I used to make like I was a cowboy
I'd set my dog before a hoop and say, "Now boy, now boy!"
February 14, 2026 at 2:28 PM
The elephants are so ashamed of their size
Hosing them down, I tell 'em, "You got pretty eyes"
Out in the backyard, I used to make like I was a cowboy
I'd set my dog before a hoop and say, "Now boy, now boy!"
Hosing them down, I tell 'em, "You got pretty eyes"
Out in the backyard, I used to make like I was a cowboy
I'd set my dog before a hoop and say, "Now boy, now boy!"
From the Carbon Dioxide Riding Academy
To the children's crusade marching through the downtown
Well, I think I'd die, see, if you just said hi to me
When something breaks, it makes a beautiful sound
To the children's crusade marching through the downtown
Well, I think I'd die, see, if you just said hi to me
When something breaks, it makes a beautiful sound
February 14, 2026 at 11:28 AM
From the Carbon Dioxide Riding Academy
To the children's crusade marching through the downtown
Well, I think I'd die, see, if you just said hi to me
When something breaks, it makes a beautiful sound
To the children's crusade marching through the downtown
Well, I think I'd die, see, if you just said hi to me
When something breaks, it makes a beautiful sound
Honk if you're lonely tonight
If you need a friend to get through the night
A toot on your horn, a flash of your brights
Honk if you're lonely tonight
If you need a friend to get through the night
A toot on your horn, a flash of your brights
Honk if you're lonely tonight
February 14, 2026 at 8:28 AM
Honk if you're lonely tonight
If you need a friend to get through the night
A toot on your horn, a flash of your brights
Honk if you're lonely tonight
If you need a friend to get through the night
A toot on your horn, a flash of your brights
Honk if you're lonely tonight
Thoughts of the shortness of life may beget
Bouts of shortness of breath in your chest
Bouts of shortness of breath in your chest
February 14, 2026 at 5:28 AM
Thoughts of the shortness of life may beget
Bouts of shortness of breath in your chest
Bouts of shortness of breath in your chest