On a cobweb afternoon in a room full of emptiness
By a freeway I confess I was lost in the pages
Of a book full of death
Reading I will die alone
And if we're good we'll lay to rest
Anywhere we want to go
In your house I long to be
Room by room patiently
I'll wait for you there like a stone
I'll wait for you there alone
On my deathbed I will pray to the gods and the angels
Like a pagan to anyone who will take me to heaven
To a place I recall
I was there so long ago
The sky was bruised, the wine was bled
And there you led me on
In your house I long to be
Room by room patiently
I'll wait for you there like a stone
I'll wait for you there alone
Alone
And on I read until the day was gone
And I sat in regret of all the things I've done
For all that I've blessed and all that I've wronged
In dreams until my death I will wander on
In your house I long to be
Room by room patiently
I'll wait for you there like a stone
I'll wait for you there alone
Alone
Alone
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Like A Stone
Labels:
Chris Cornell,
Depression,
Disappointment,
Family,
Friends,
Help me,
Love,
Lyrics,
Me,
Mood
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Whatever or whoever you are waiting for will come, maybe in a shape you don't recognize immediately, but it will come.
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