Chris Cornell - Like a stone

O^Gmn a cob^Bbweb, afternoon in a room ^Ffull of ^Gmemptiness By a fr^Gmeeway ^BbI confess I ^Fwas lost ^Gmin the pages ^GmOf a book, ^Bbfull of death ^FReading how we'll ^Gmdie alone And ^Gmif we're good we'll l^Bbay to rest ^FAnywhere we ^Gmwant to go ^GmIn your ^Bbhouse I ^Flong to ^Gmbe ^GmRoom by ^Bbroom ^Fpatientl^Gmy I'll ^Ebwait for you ^Gmthere ^FLike a st^Gmone I'll ^Ebwait for you ^Gmthere ^DAlone ^D On my d^Gmeathbed, ^BbI will pray To ^Fthe gods and the ^Gmangels Like a p^Gmagan to ^Bbanyone ^FWho will take me to ^Gmheaven To a p^Gmlace, ^BbI recall ^FI was there so long ^Gmago The ^Gmsky was br^Bbuised The ^Fwine was bled And ^Gmthere you led me on ^GmIn your ^Bbhouse I ^Flong to ^Gmbe ^GmRoom by ^Bbroom ^Fpatientl^Gmy I'll ^Ebwait for you ^Gmthere ^FLike a st^Gmone I'll ^Ebwait for you ^Gmthere ^DAlone ^D7Alone

^EbAnd on I read ^{Bb D7}Until the day was g^Ebone And I ^Ebmsat in regret^C7 Of ^D7all the things I've d^Gmone For ^Eball that I've bl^Bbessed And ^D7all that I've wr^Ebonged In d^Ebmreams until my d^C7eath I will w^D7ander o^D7n ^GmIn your ^Bbhouse I ^Flong to ^Gmbe ^GmRoom by ^Bbroom ^Fpatientl^Gmy I'll ^Ebwait for you ^Gmthere ^FLike a st^Gmone I'll ^Ebwait for you ^Gmthere ^DAlone ^D7Alone