As long as I've loved this song and the way Audioslave did it which such emotion and I knew all the words, the meaning of it didn't hit me until I heard it on the radio on my way to work yesterday....
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
And then will we wander
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
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
Written by Chris Cornell
1 comment:
I'm getting my hair done today, finally, and have been having nightmares about it turning out bad. Eek! Good luck!
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