Like A Stone (Recorded Live At Queen Elizabeth Theatre, Toronto, ON on April 20, 2011)

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