Like a Stone - Chris Cornell

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
In your house I long to be;
Room by room patiently
I'll wait for you there like a stone
Alone Alone A-L-O-N-E