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On a cold wet 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 thee 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 wonder on.



In your house I long to be;

Room by room, patiently,

I'll wait for you there, like a stone.

Alone, Alone, A-L-O-N-E

I'll wait for you there, alone. Alone.


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