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We Suffer, We Live Too Well

from No Masters in Paradise by Paul Bergmann

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Lords of ragged
Rags of time
Scraps I want to fill this
Mouth of mine
Curtain lifting
Slowly
A part of me is in
We suffer, we live too well
We suffer, we live too well

Beasts of burden
Know thy tell
Mothers shouldering the
Boys of Hell
Took the poison
Began to kneel
Down the gullet like a giant horse pill
We suffer, we live too well
We suffer, we live too well

Mint cigar
Thick smoke
Peel apart a scrim of
White cloaks
Violet dress and a
Gold lapel
Drape it on me like an ornament of Hell
We suffer, we live too well
We suffer, we live too well

Death is waiting
In the wings
Hold me tightly
I will not cry
I only came to say goodbye
I just came to say goodbye
We suffer, we live too well

Heartless blooming
Raw power
Takes my bleeding
And fills the bath
I went to smile and you
Covered me
You covered me in clothes
A speck of tiny gold
A speck of gold

Joyless ending
Touch my hand
Let's dance
Cut the sutures
I understand
I know my place before the rod
To be taken into the arms of God
We suffer, we live too well

We suffer, we live too well
We suffer, we live too well

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from No Masters in Paradise, released May 5, 2023

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Paul Bergmann New Haven, Connecticut

In his relentless oeuvre-building, Paul has amassed an especially articulate kind of existentialism: what it means to persist, and to create, in a world which dies in the near distance. In No Masters in Paradise, the form of the songwriter’s ballad, in the hands of an expert, is turned inward for comfort, resisting the base lure of worldly approval. ... more

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