Through the Window Chris Cornell

Clouds have gathered turned to rain
Candle on your sill burned out
Weather on your face
Timed to match the mood outside

Reading the poems that you saved
They make the gloomy hours make sense
Or do they lose their power
With the yellowing of age

I saw you suffering
Through a foggy window in the rain
When you thought no one was watching, yeah
Going through your memories like so many prisons to escape
Become someone else
With another face
And another name
No more suffering

You sold the best of yourself out
On a chain of gray and white light
One syllable at a time
You should have made them pay a higher price

I saw you suffering
Through the cracked and dirty window pane
I was ashamed that I was watching
Going through your imagination
Looking for a life you could create
And become somebody else
With another face
And another name
No more suffering