TPM

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

(chorus)

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

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 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