Stone Jam

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. 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.