terça-feira, novembro 04, 2003

Audioslave | Like a Stone

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

[enquanto eu não sarar do meu sarcasmo exagerado, vai ser assim...]

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