Musical Mood

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 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...

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 call i was there so long ago the sky was bruised the wine was bled and there you led me on...

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