fire on the brain
crooked memory craned
lunar pulling stone
stardust in my bones
like we were never born
like ghosts out in the corn
and the rain curtains raised
things that don't have names
caroline, caroline
caroline, caroline
and all my food was tears
and so with us old years
like a dancer with a bad heart
pray it never starts
caroline, caroline
caroline, caroline
caroline, caroline
caroline, caroline