Like a Stone
Grayson Erhard Lyrics
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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
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
(Instrumental)
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
Grayson Erhard's song Like a Stone is a melancholic and introspective piece that discusses the human condition, mortality, and the longing for connection. At the beginning of the song, the singer finds himself lost in an empty room by a freeway, reading a book full of death and contemplating the inevitability of dying alone. The lyrics suggest that if one is good in life, they can rest anywhere they want to go after death.
The second verse talks about the singer's desire to be with someone, specifically in their house, room by room, patiently awaiting their arrival. This person is symbolized by a stone, which stands still and unwavering. The singer is willing to wait there alone, just like a stone. The third and final verse takes a more spiritual and metaphysical turn, as the singer prays to the gods and angels, hoping to be taken to heaven like a pagan. He recalls being in this place before, where the sky was bruised and wine was bled, and where he was led by the person he longs for.
Overall, Grayson Erhard's Like a Stone offers a thoughtful and emotional take on life, death, and the longing for connection and meaning. The song's imagery of emptiness, waiting, and pagan rituals creates a solemn and enigmatic atmosphere that leaves the listener with much to contemplate.
Line by Line Meaning
On a cobweb afternoon in a room full of emptiness
It was a dull afternoon in an empty room.
By a freeway, I confess I was lost in the pages
While by the highway, I admit that I got lost in reading.
Of a book full of death, reading how we'll die alone
I was perusing a book that speaks of death, and how we all will inevitably face it alone.
And if we're good, we'll lay to rest anywhere we want to go
Upon being good, we'll be able to rest wherever we please.
In your house, I long to be
I yearn to be inside your dwelling.
Room by room, patiently
I'll wait for you with patience, room by room.
I'll wait for you there like a stone
I shall await your arrival, immovable and steadfast like a stone.
I'll wait for you there alone
I'll be waiting there for only you, all by myself.
And on my deathbed, I will pray to the gods and the angels
As I lay on my deathbed, I'll offer prayers to the divine beings and celestial creatures.
Like a pagan to anyone who will take me to heaven
As a pagan of sorts, I'll ask for anyone's assistance to take me to paradise.
To a place I recall, I was there so long ago
I remember a location that I visited so long ago.
The sky was bruised, the wine was bled, and there you led me on
The sky was heavily overcast, the wine dripped, and you guided me onwards that time.
In your house, I long to be
I long to dwell inside your abode.
Room by room, patiently
With patience, I will wait for you, through every room.
I'll wait for you there like a stone
I'll be waiting for you unwaveringly, akin to an unmovable stone.
I'll wait for you there alone, alone
I will await your coming all by myself.
(Instrumental)
Musical interlude
And on I read until the day was gone
I kept on reading until day's end.
And I sat in regret of all the things I've done
Then, being filled with remorse, I pondered on my past misdeeds.
For all that I've blessed and all that I've wronged
For everything that I've done right, and everything that I've done wrong.
In dreams until my death, I will wander on
I'll keep drifting in dreams until death's embrace takes me away.
In your house, I long to be
I yearn to be inside your dwelling.
Room by room, patiently
I'll wait for you with patience, room by room.
I'll wait for you there like a stone
I shall await your arrival, immovable and steadfast like a stone.
I'll wait for you there alone, alone
I'll be waiting there for only you, all by myself.
Writer(s): Commerford Timothy, Cornell Christopher J, Morello Thomas B, Wilk Brad J
Contributed by Cameron C. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
@kitten3236
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
@KellyValleau
THIS is what the fingerstyle community needs. A killer VOICE with the killer guitar chops!
@Sadowsky46
KellyValleau hmmmm - like some voice with your guitar? Not for purists 😉
@zerosiii
weird flex but ok
@homonnai9
@Ghost tricks such as...?
@youtubeadmin.8673
@Ghost if u mean composing original stuff & just not doing covers all the time then yeah I agree .
@chefjeffreycruz1589
That’s a guitar not a fucking beat box!👎🏻
@lliivviill
Damn we all miss Chris! He would of been proud of that performance. Incredible!
@nashdasmurayan1975
Precise, clean, powerful and just beautiful. The best cover ever!
@zeeshandc
This performance needs 32 million views, not 32k. Amazing guitar skills and a passionate voice - wonderful cover!
@stevenwarner9156
One of my favourite Audioslave tracks and so wonderfully translated to solo acoustic guitar, vocals, and foot bells! Such a fantastic arrangement, and it is evident that Grayson takes training his voice as seriously as he does practising guitar to produce such a beautiful, emotive rendition. Great tribute to Chris Cornell, too.