"Like A Stone" lyrics
"Like A Stone"
(originally by Audioslave)
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 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 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
And I'll wait for you there like a stone
I'll wait for you there alone, alone, yeah
- AZLyrics
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- Chris Cornell Lyrics
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