Carol
Jen Cloher
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Headed out of New York State
Pale of sunshine like a leak in the sky
Took us to Pennsylvania
Open road
Where we laughed and we smoked
Your grey eyes where I rest my hope
Hell I’d do anything for you
But can I love you from a distance?
Can I love you from afar?
Every state has a Waterloo
Hotel room to remind me of you
Terrifying pleasure
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We drank rye
You got drunk and you cried
‘My angel flung out of space so high!’
But we know I can’t save you
So can I love you from a distance?
Can I love you from afar?
For the price of salt is costly
I don’t know what I can afford.