Experimental, impressionistic sub-paragraph tumblin' (think obstsalat)



Someday when your sky is blue
You’ll know what I’ve left to you
Then you’ll know what you must do
And you’ll know that my heart has been true, Suzanne
— Dan Bern, Suzanne


No more pencils, no more books
No more teachers’ dirty looks
Nothing I don t wanna do
Just days and nights of loving you
This could be the finest thing
I ve ever done, or ever will
This could be the summer of my life
— Dan Bern, School’s Out