Song | Empty Chairs at Empty Tables |
Artist | John Owen-Jones |
Album | Rise |
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[ti:Empty Chairs at Empty Tables] | |
[ar:John Owen Jones] | |
[00:05.04] | There’s a grief that can’t be spoken. |
[00:11.55] | |
[00:13.66] | There’s a pain goes on and on. |
[00:17.87] | |
[00:18.32] | Empty chairs at empty tables |
[00:23.42] | |
[00:23.68] | Now my friends are dead and gone. |
[00:29.55] | |
[00:30.38] | Here they talked of revolution. |
[00:35.17] | |
[00:35.42] | Here it was they lit the flame. |
[00:41.56] | |
[00:41.77] | Here they sang about tomorrow |
[00:47.55] | |
[00:47.70] | And tomorrow never came. |
[00:52.58] | |
[00:53.92] | From the table in the corner |
[01:00.97] | |
[01:01.34] | They could see a world reborn |
[01:06.09] | |
[01:06.38] | And they rose with voices ringing |
[01:11.42] | |
[01:11.63] | And I can hear them now! |
[01:16.04] | |
[01:16.20] | The very words that they had sung |
[01:22.03] | |
[01:22.24] | Became their last communion |
[01:29.15] | |
[01:29.51] | On the lonely barricade at dawn. |
[01:38.89] | |
[01:39.18] | Oh my friends, my friends forgive me |
[01:45.90] | |
[01:46.21] | That I live and you are gone. |
[01:51.13] | |
[01:51.34] | There’s a grief that can’t be spoken. |
[01:56.46] | |
[01:56.66] | There’s a pain goes on and on. |
[02:04.27] | |
[02:04.39] | Phantom faces at the window. |
[02:07.92] | |
[02:08.01] | Phantom shadows on the floor. |
[02:13.82] | |
[02:13.93] | Empty chairs at empty tables |
[02:17.83] | |
[02:17.97] | Where my friends will meet no more. |
[02:24.79] | |
[02:24.95] | Oh my friends, my friends, don’t ask me |
[02:31.48] | What your sacrifice was for |
[02:37.66] | Empty chairs at empty tables |
[02:42.52] | Where my friends will sing no more. |
[03:01.84] | |
[03:10.19] |
ti: Empty Chairs at Empty Tables | |
ar: John Owen Jones | |
[00:05.04] | There' s a grief that can' t be spoken. |
[00:11.55] | |
[00:13.66] | There' s a pain goes on and on. |
[00:17.87] | |
[00:18.32] | Empty chairs at empty tables |
[00:23.42] | |
[00:23.68] | Now my friends are dead and gone. |
[00:29.55] | |
[00:30.38] | Here they talked of revolution. |
[00:35.17] | |
[00:35.42] | Here it was they lit the flame. |
[00:41.56] | |
[00:41.77] | Here they sang about tomorrow |
[00:47.55] | |
[00:47.70] | And tomorrow never came. |
[00:52.58] | |
[00:53.92] | From the table in the corner |
[01:00.97] | |
[01:01.34] | They could see a world reborn |
[01:06.09] | |
[01:06.38] | And they rose with voices ringing |
[01:11.42] | |
[01:11.63] | And I can hear them now! |
[01:16.04] | |
[01:16.20] | The very words that they had sung |
[01:22.03] | |
[01:22.24] | Became their last communion |
[01:29.15] | |
[01:29.51] | On the lonely barricade at dawn. |
[01:38.89] | |
[01:39.18] | Oh my friends, my friends forgive me |
[01:45.90] | |
[01:46.21] | That I live and you are gone. |
[01:51.13] | |
[01:51.34] | There' s a grief that can' t be spoken. |
[01:56.46] | |
[01:56.66] | There' s a pain goes on and on. |
[02:04.27] | |
[02:04.39] | Phantom faces at the window. |
[02:07.92] | |
[02:08.01] | Phantom shadows on the floor. |
[02:13.82] | |
[02:13.93] | Empty chairs at empty tables |
[02:17.83] | |
[02:17.97] | Where my friends will meet no more. |
[02:24.79] | |
[02:24.95] | Oh my friends, my friends, don' t ask me |
[02:31.48] | What your sacrifice was for |
[02:37.66] | Empty chairs at empty tables |
[02:42.52] | Where my friends will sing no more. |
[03:01.84] | |
[03:10.19] |
ti: Empty Chairs at Empty Tables | |
ar: John Owen Jones | |
[00:05.04] | There' s a grief that can' t be spoken. |
[00:11.55] | |
[00:13.66] | There' s a pain goes on and on. |
[00:17.87] | |
[00:18.32] | Empty chairs at empty tables |
[00:23.42] | |
[00:23.68] | Now my friends are dead and gone. |
[00:29.55] | |
[00:30.38] | Here they talked of revolution. |
[00:35.17] | |
[00:35.42] | Here it was they lit the flame. |
[00:41.56] | |
[00:41.77] | Here they sang about tomorrow |
[00:47.55] | |
[00:47.70] | And tomorrow never came. |
[00:52.58] | |
[00:53.92] | From the table in the corner |
[01:00.97] | |
[01:01.34] | They could see a world reborn |
[01:06.09] | |
[01:06.38] | And they rose with voices ringing |
[01:11.42] | |
[01:11.63] | And I can hear them now! |
[01:16.04] | |
[01:16.20] | The very words that they had sung |
[01:22.03] | |
[01:22.24] | Became their last communion |
[01:29.15] | |
[01:29.51] | On the lonely barricade at dawn. |
[01:38.89] | |
[01:39.18] | Oh my friends, my friends forgive me |
[01:45.90] | |
[01:46.21] | That I live and you are gone. |
[01:51.13] | |
[01:51.34] | There' s a grief that can' t be spoken. |
[01:56.46] | |
[01:56.66] | There' s a pain goes on and on. |
[02:04.27] | |
[02:04.39] | Phantom faces at the window. |
[02:07.92] | |
[02:08.01] | Phantom shadows on the floor. |
[02:13.82] | |
[02:13.93] | Empty chairs at empty tables |
[02:17.83] | |
[02:17.97] | Where my friends will meet no more. |
[02:24.79] | |
[02:24.95] | Oh my friends, my friends, don' t ask me |
[02:31.48] | What your sacrifice was for |
[02:37.66] | Empty chairs at empty tables |
[02:42.52] | Where my friends will sing no more. |
[03:01.84] | |
[03:10.19] |