In Remembrance of Chris Cornell
1964 - 2017Your voice was the sound of a generation. Much of your power came from your own experiences with battling demons - we could hear it in every word you wrote and sang.
I am not your rolling wheels
- Audioslave
I am the highway
I am not your carpet ride
I am the sky
I am not your blowing wind
I am the lightning
I am not your autumn moon
I am the night, the night