Clip Like A Stone

On a cold wet
afternoon
no room for love and 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 a god will lay to rest
anywhere we want to go

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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 death bed
I will prey
to the gods and the angels
like a pagan
to anyone who will take me to heaven
to a place
i would recall
i was there so long ago
the sky was bruised
the world was black
and there you led me on

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in all I read
till the day was gone
and I sat in regret
in all the things I've done
for all that I've blessed
and all that I've wronged
in dreams till my death
I will wonder on

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alone.