waspsnests:
Ten miles I’ve walked todayAlong the shoreI saw your ghost againThe seasoning and birds gather to goAnd I laid down at the top of a cliffConfessed my sins into the windAnd the sky lay a feather in my mouth
The Killers - When You Were Young You sit there in your heartacheWaiting on some beautiful boy to To save you from your old waysYou play forgivenessWatch it nowHere he comesHe doesn’t look a thing like JesusBut he talks like a gentlemanLike you imaginedWhen you were young
The Killers - When You Were Young
You sit there in your heartacheWaiting on some beautiful boy to To save you from your old waysYou play forgivenessWatch it nowHere he comesHe doesn’t look a thing like JesusBut he talks like a gentlemanLike you imaginedWhen you were young
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