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Ezra Furman

Caroline Jones

 

Caroline Jones


She's cold and she's lovely, my bird in the snow
She went to my high school, her hazel eyes shone
Emotional sickness I felt in my bones
It never was spoken, but Caroline knows

Now I'm living under a mountain of trash
She gives me a signal, I'm there in a flash
My record collection has swallowed me whole
I'm sending a postcard to Caroline Jones

We spoke in December, we spoke on the phone
She told me the same thing I'd already known
I'm here in the darkness that's blacker than coal
I'm sending a postcard to Caroline Jones

It's totally useless to try and resist
My heart is an ice cube, I'm learning the twist
It's torn up and twisted since she and Joan kissed
I'm waiting in the shadow, I'm clenching my fists

The radio's broken, a static-y storm
I'm searching the airwaves, I'm tryna keep warm
We spoke in December, we spoke on the phone
We're talking in circles, we're talking in code

I'm telling you something I heard on the phone
I'm telling you nothing I haven't told Joan
My hard heart is pumping, my money's all gone
I'm sending a post card to Caroline Jones

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