Don't worry 'bout what might have been,
tell the jury that you're sorry
and you jumped out of your skin,
tell the jury that you're sorry
and you jumped out of your skin,
I want to jump out of my skin
I want to jump out of my skin
and watch the clouds
move away
-The Killers
1 comment:
beautiful poetry, feel honored with your choice for my painting. greetings from a cloudy sundaymorning in Holland, nelly
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