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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 spurn the sin of giving in
November 29, 2025 at 2:28 PM
What is not but could be if
We could be crossing this abridged abyss
Into beginning

When failure's got you in its grasp
And you're reaching for your very last
It's just beginning
November 29, 2025 at 11:28 AM
Go contemplate the evidence and I guarantee you'll find
The dead know what they're doing when they leave this world behind
November 29, 2025 at 8:28 AM
Boy says, "Hey, Dad, Jesus had long hair"
And Dad says, "That's right, son, Jesus walked everywhere"
November 29, 2025 at 5:28 AM
All our hardships were just yardsticks then, you know
November 29, 2025 at 2:28 AM
And I remember you
And I remember me
The sunshine walking inside you
And the man you could see in me
November 28, 2025 at 11:28 PM
"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"
November 28, 2025 at 8:28 PM
People are good and people are bad
People they butch, people they brag
People they test, people they breast
People name sex as their favorite thing to do
November 28, 2025 at 5:28 PM
And the kids in the corner all covered in dirt
Caught trespassing under the moon
My father came in from wherever he'd been
And kicked my shit all over the room
November 28, 2025 at 2:28 PM
I've looked through offices and honky-tonks
For men man enough to be
Mister, Misses Tennessee
Mister, Misses Tennessee
November 28, 2025 at 11:28 AM
Well, the water looks like jewelry
When it's coming out the spout
Nothing could make me feel better
Than a wet kiss on the mouth
Fake I.D.'s and honey bees
The jagged skyline of car keys
I never knew a bird could fly so low
November 28, 2025 at 8:28 AM
Go contemplate the evidence and I guarantee you'll find
The dead know what they're doing when they leave this world behind
November 28, 2025 at 5:28 AM
Yeah, you look like someone
Yeah, you look like someone who up and left me low
Boy, you look like someone I used to know
November 28, 2025 at 2:28 AM
Cranes on the downtown skyline
Is a sight to see for some
It ought to make a few reputations
In the cult of number one

While these seconds turn these minutes
Into hours of the day
While these doubles drive the dollars
And the light of day away
November 27, 2025 at 11:28 PM
Nights that won't happen
Never ever again
Nights that won’t happen
Never reaching the end
November 27, 2025 at 8:28 PM
That's one thing of which they're dang sure
November 27, 2025 at 5:28 PM
Animal shapes, animal shapes
Nothing better get in the way of whatever it takes
November 27, 2025 at 2:28 PM
I had this friend his name was Marc with a "c"
His sister was like the heat coming off the back of an old TV
November 27, 2025 at 11:28 AM
They said, "We're coming out of the black patch
We're coming out of the pocket
We're calling into question
Such virtue gone to seed"
November 27, 2025 at 8:28 AM
I met failure in Australia
I fell ill in Illinois
I nearly lost my genitalia
To an anthill in Des Moines
I was so far gone in Fargo
South Dakota got annoyed
That’s the shit I'm talkin’ 'bout
When I talk to you about
Ceaseless feasts of schadenfreude
November 27, 2025 at 5:28 AM
Well, there's trouble in the hall
And trouble up the stairs
And trouble in the trouble
That's troubling the air
Please don't say that my soul has died away
November 27, 2025 at 2:28 AM
It's making horseshit sound true to you
Now it’s impacting how you're acting too
November 26, 2025 at 11:28 PM
Later on, somewhere else, I said some things I didn't mean
Yes, I know everybody's on a first name basis with the king
From a corner window, I watch the falling snowflakes
God must be carving the clouds into animal shapes
November 26, 2025 at 8:28 PM
Sin and gravity
Drag me down to sleep
To dream of trains across the sea
November 26, 2025 at 5:28 PM
Grass grows in the icebox
The year ends in the next room
It is autumn and my camouflage is dying

Instead of time, there will be lateness
Instead of time, there will be lateness
Instead of time, there will be lateness
And let forever be delayed
November 26, 2025 at 2:28 PM