Mark Kozelek- Caroline
Walking down Broadway, pacing the streets in Chinatown Walk them so much, will walk them when I'm old and hunched over, maybe with a friend Maybe with my love, or maybe alone
Circlin' the globe I ache with midnight loneliness, my heart turns black The demons nest inside my soul when each night comes and I close the door I feel the cold, I see the digital clocks and face the ceiling layin' on my back Got no willpower, honestly, I crave your touch to comfort me
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