On a cob web 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.
Tim Commerford, Chris Cornell, Tom Morello, Brad Wilk
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