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
And then will we wander
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…
_ Audioslave (Like a stone, excerpt) _

Image info:
“Save me”
Milano, Italy, June 2013
© Massimo S. Volonté