When a song becomes an anthem


I can cry to the deep blue note of a lonesome voice

My heart will stop with every chord

My head will spin at every silence before the chorus

I will be there… Endless waiting for the one who is left alone

I will fly with every note

The melodic path back home

The shivers for every word

The tear for every scream of sorrow

I close my eyes in pain

Picturing how he used to play

That brutal song about an existence lived in vain

I will wait just like him, just like Chris Cornell…


3 Comments Add yours

  1. mbrazfieldm says:

    rest in peace Chris. thank you Poeta

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    1. lynyo says:

      Thank you colega poeta! Seek for his version of “like a stone” you won’t regret it!


      1. mbrazfieldm says:

        thanks for the heads up I will!

        Liked by 1 person

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