Comatose As I sat in the elm groves And woke to the sound of my own voice Facing all that I used to be No matter what I used to think Not sure if I was in a dream Now stone Listen to the wind blow And howl for the sake of howling long Strip the weight of my back And move along Freewheeling In all of this I'm such a rolling stone I can only hold on For so long I can only hold on For so long Now holy ghost Cut through my soul So you can call me Stevie from now on Retire my old name And let my gold ring And chain Throw my weight Freewheeling In all of this I'm such a rolling stone I can only hold on For so long I can only hold on For so Let me gold ring And chain Throw my weight