Could you choose me Jesus? On the diving boardnI’m high and I can still recognize his voicenHe sold dreams in Fribourg or wood pets like kittens and girlsnOf the girl that I was he collected 3 seconds of shamenJust after that “Yes” in the hot empty pool.nTime’s wobbly. Too wobbly to wait. But I do it, I blow up the blue Then I dive in.