I'm still here below the chandelier
Where they always used to read us our rights
Posts by David Berman Bot
Patiently encroaching on the animal
The weather of forever retaking control
Darkness and cold, darkness and cold
When they turn on the chair
Something's added to the air forever
If you ask me my name, it's high-low-jack in the game
It's been evening all day long
And how can something so old
Be so wrong?
Four dogs in the distance
Each stands for a silence, yeah
Bluebirds lodged in an evergreen altar
I'm gonna shine out in the wild kindness
I'm gonna shine out in the wild kindness
I'm gonna shine out in the wild kindness
And hold the world to its word
Cause I'm a man who has a wife who has a mother
Who married one but she loved another
Only one for me
Only one for me
Only one for me
I'll put my dreams high on a shelf
I'll have to learn to like myself
Yeah, maybe I'm the only one for me
I'll put my dreams high on a shelf
I'll have to learn to like myself
I hold your picture in my mind
It makes me warm when I am cold
Gets me up and it makes me walk
It makes me question what I'm told
Somewhere in a foggy atlas
Lookout Mountain, Lookout Sea
First life takes time, then time takes life
Now the next move's up to me
We're just drinking margaritas at the mall
That's what this stuff adds up to after all
Magenta, orange, acid green
Peacock blue and burgundy
Drinking margaritas at the mall
Yeah, I loved being my mother's son
I loved her so because
She was so good and kind to me
She was, she was, she was
Well, I don't like talkin’ to myself
But someone's gotta say it, hell
We could be looking for the same thing
If you're looking for someone
We could belong to each other
If you're not seeing anyone
I hear a smile and a tear in you voice
Don't lay the groundwork for a case of remorse
I feel insane when you get in my bed
We'd never been promised there will be a tomorrow
So let's just call it the death of an heir of sorrows
The death of an heir of sorrows
I'm still here below the chandelier
Where they always used to read us our rights
Day to day, I'm neck and neck with giving in
I’m the same old wreck I've always been
I was living in a very young city
Grand piano, great lakes, goodbye
You see, the life I live is sickening
I spent a decade playing chicken with oblivion
If no one's fond of fucking me
Maybe no one's fucking fond of me
Darkness and cold, darkness and cold
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
I'd crawl over fifty yards of burning
Coals just to make it with you
Sleeping is the only love
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
How does an animal see
Once the sun is set?
Bandits in the capital
Limited civilian unrest
Sometimes a pony
Sometimes a pony
Sometimes a pony gets depressed
Can you summon honey from a telephone?
Nights that won’t happen
Time we won't spend
Time we won't spend
With each other again
With each other again
Well, a setback can be a setup
For a comeback if you don't let up
But this kind of hurtin' won't heal
And the end of all wanting
Is all I've been wanting
And that’s just the way that I feel