Текст песни
That empty chair by the window still waits,
Like time just forgot our fates.
That empty chair by the window still waits,
Like time just forgot our fates.
She'd hum while readin' her book,
Now I can't bear to look.
Even the air stands still,
Since love lost its will.
The silence in her chair,
Screams louder than despair.
It's where she used to smile,
Now it's empty all the while.
Her teacup's cold, her scent still clings,
To every small forgotten thing.
I talk to her though she's not there,
Fillin' the silence in her chair.
The silence in her chair,
Echoes what we used to share.
No song, no prayer can compare,
To the silence in her chair.
They say time heals, maybe they lied,
'Cause her ghost just sits beside.
I measure my life in sunsets now,
That paint the fabric of the empty seat.
I measure my loss in the dust that falls,
In a rhythm slow and bitter-sweet.
And the world just moves on, unaware,
Of the universe inside that silence in her chair.
The silence in her chair,
Still breathes her name in the air.
If peace is somewhere,
It ain't here
The silence in her chair,
Still breathes her name in the air.
If peace is somewhere,
It ain't here, it's in her chair.