“Something I've done since I was a kid – of opening windows and imagining what it would be like to jump. But I never take it seriously.”

1999 interview with Rolling Stone quoted in ** Chris Cornell: Inside Soundgarden, Audioslave Singer's Final Days, Rolling Stone, 29 May 2017 http://www.rollingstone.com/music/features/chris-cornell-david-fricke-on-soundgarden-singer-final-days-w484560,
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