Actual Air

When David Berman died
I thought I would die too
I haven't cried since then
Except over you
You scribbled notes into
His book of poetry
And after all this time I don't know
What they mean

And I feel fine
But I wanna die
And I feel fine
Why wouldn't I
Why wouldn't I

You told me I was killing you
As I got up to leave
How could I forgive you
After you said that to me
But at night when I go to sleep
You're who I'm dreaming of
I don't know what to call it but I wouldn't call it
Love

And I feel fine
But I wanna die
And I feel fine
Why wouldn't I
Why wouldn't I

And I got what I wanted
Or I got what I thought I wanted
And I got what I wanted
Or I got what I thought I wanted
And I got what I wanted
Or I got what I thought I wanted
And I got what I wanted

And I feel fine
But I wanna die
And I feel fine
Why wouldn't I
And I feel fine
But I wanna die
And I feel fine
Why wouldn't I
Why wouldn't I



Credits
Writer(s): Woody Moore
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