Chris Cornell

Chris Cornell

A statement from The Chronopages editor Mars Blomgren:

I don’t even remember how long it’s been, most likely since the first time I ever heard Chris Cornell sing this, but its been my favorite song by him ever. As an artist we tend to see things a little differently, perhaps the veil is thinner for we who are driven by angels and more often than not, demons. I always felt his pain each & every time in every version of this song as I heard the longing in his voice for an existence that was not this one. I wish he was one of the people I would have met through my career and life but sadly I never did. I would have told him this. I would have asked him if he was ok, if there was anything I could do for him. I wonder sometimes with people in positions of great fame why there never seem to be the people surrounding them who dare to ask the hard questions, the ones they may save their lives. I wish I could have asked you Chris. #ripchriscornell
‘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
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’

Rest easy now Chris.
Born-July 20, 1964
Died- May 18, 2017