On a cold wet 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 how we'll 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. And on my deathbed I will pray to the gods and thee 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 wonder on. . . #ripchriscornell #soundgarden #audioslave #likeastonelyrics #chriscornell #ripchriscornell💔
