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  1. Carolina

From the recording We were the endlings

This is a song about struggling to fit in. About unwittingly doing something in a social situation that shows you don't quite belong.

It's inspired by the memory of a girl David knew as a teenager in his suburb, a doctor's daughter who left for a 'better' and posher girls' school on the other side of town, but found she wasn't really accepted there. When she came back to her old school, she had changed, and couldn't slot back in. She had become too glossy for her old friends.

(P.s. We know there are MANY songs called Carolina. But the name just worked for us in this song, it scans so well, we didn't want to lose it.)

Lyrics

Carolina was her name
She was drifting like a drunken driver
Crossing everybody’s lane
Her lines all blurred again

She floated on air
Never fit in anywhere
Spent her cash on her hair
Golden highlights everywhere
Like the dawn breaking birds
She’s just dying to be heard

Oh how she burns
Carolina
Carolina
Carolina

Did her hair toss
Checked her nails
Lit up an Alpine
On the train in Sunshine
Headed for a better town
Long legs spray painted brown

To sing to the night
To the dying of the light
To tear out her heart
And hurl it at the stars
Like the dawn breaking birds
She’s just dying to be heard

Oh how she burns
Carolina
Carolina
Carolina

She came back again
But her smile was not the same
Chewed her nails on the train
‘cross the endless Western plains
Like the dawn breaking birds
Still dying to be heard

Oh how she burns
Carolina
Carolina
Carolina
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