Like retrieving a piece of article surrounded by a cobweb from years of neglect, I suddenly found myself engulfed by the many memories of my youth listening to grunge and alternative music when the news of Chris Cornell’s death made the headlines last week. 

Known as the pillar of grunge movement and was the front man of Sound Garden (later Audioslave), Chris Cornell’s voice had been one of my earliest constant music companion in my loneliest hours during my early adulthood.

Another one bites the dust. RIP Chris.And as you lay down to rest, go anywhere you want to go. Thank you for the music.

 

 

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

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

Songwriters: Timothy Commerford / Chris Cornell / Tom Morello / Brad Wilk. Like a Stone lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

Source: AZLyrics