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 weโll die alone
And if weโre good, weโll lay to rest anywhere we want to go
In your house I long to be
Room by room patiently
Iโll wait for you there like a stone
Iโll 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
Iโll wait for you there like a stone
Iโll wait for you there alone, alone
And on I read until the day was gone
And I sat in regret of all the things Iโve done
For all that Iโve blessed, and all that Iโve wronged
In dreams until my death I will wander on
In your house I long to be
Room by room, patiently
Iโll wait for you there like a stone
Iโll wait for you there alone, alone
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Chara Yadav holds MBA in Finance. Her goal is to simplify finance-related topics. She has worked in finance for about 25 years. She has held multiple finance and banking classes for business schools and communities. Read more at her bio page.
