emptychairsemptyfaces

Empty Chairs Empty Faces

Another party's over, bring on another endless night,
like an old TV show only seen in black and white.
Let me fill your glass come share with me some wine,
so pour me a dream and spare a little time.

Colour me a rainbow, walk free from the storm
in the world of the watcher you can bring me no harm.
Empty chairs, empty faces, broken dreams, lonely places.

Always searching with no fixed place to belong,
still a solo player sometimes weak sometimes strong.
Like a silent movie easier to watch the second time around,
mouths making noiseless words, muted voices silent sound.

Colour me a rainbow, walk free from the storm
I am myself and you can do me no harm.
Empty chairs, empty faces, broken dreams, lonely places.

So pass another bottle across a crowded table,
fingers meet lines meshed a simple game of cat's cradle.
Come listen to my story sit and stay awhile,
let me tell my truth for that would ease my mind.