Like a stone

E nem há mais o que precise ser dito depois de uma música como essa.

Perfeita.

 Letra, música, interpretação, vídeo...

Entre as minhas favoritas desde 2002, quando a MTV ainda era um canal que tratava de música.

O problema é que a mesma dor que às vezes possibilita a existência de uma obra poderosa como essa, volta e meia cobra um preço caro e insustentável.

"And on my deathbed, I will pray

To the gods and the angels
Like a pagan, to anyone
Who will take me to heaven"

 

"É uma canção sobre a concentração na vida após a morte pela qual você esperaria, ao invés da abordagem monoteísta normal: você trabalha duro toda a sua vida para ser uma boa pessoa, uma pessoa moral, justa e generosa, e você irá para o inferno de qualquer jeito."

- Chris Cornell (Wikipédia)

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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

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
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 wander 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

***

Like a stone.