rip, david berman

I asked the painter why the roads are colored black.
He said, "Steve, it's because people leave
and no highway will bring them back."
So if you don't want me I promise not to linger,
But before I go I gotta ask you dear about the tan line on your ring finger.
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No one should have two lives,
now you know my middle names are wrong and right.
Honey we've got two lives to give tonight

Here.