Sunday 4 January 2009 photo 1/2
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It's Not My Day
Standing by a broken tree
His hands are all twisted
He's pointing at me
I was damned by light comin,
Over all he spoke with a voice that disrupted the sky
He said,"Walk on over here to a bit of shade
I'll wrap you in my arms if only you say
Let me sign,
Let me sign"
Standing by a broken tree
His hands are all twisted
He's pointing at me
I was damned by light comin,
Over all he spoke with a voice that disrupted the sky
He said,"Walk on over here to a bit of shade
I'll wrap you in my arms if only you say
Let me sign,
Let me sign"
Annons