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There's a grief that can't be spoken |
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There's a pain goes on and on |
| [00:16.84] |
Empty chairs at empty tables |
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Now my friends are dead and gone |
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Here they talked of revolution |
| [00:32.55] |
Here it was they lit the flame |
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Here they sang about tomorrow |
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And tomorrow never came |
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From the table in the corner |
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They could see a world reborn |
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And they rose with voices ringing |
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And I can hear them now |
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The very words that they had sung |
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Became their last communion |
| [01:24.33] |
On this lonely barricade at dawn |
| [01:33.86] |
Oh my friends, my friends forgive me |
| [01:39.39] |
That I live and you are gone |
| [01:44.46] |
There's a grief that can't be spoken |
| [01:48.83] |
There's a pain goes on and on |
| [01:55.33] |
Phantom faces at the windows |
| [02:00.22] |
Phantom shadows on the floor |
| [02:04.99] |
Empty chairs at empty tables |
| [02:08.87] |
Where my friends will meet no more |
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Oh my friends, my friends, don't ask me |
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What your sacrifice was for |
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Empty chairs at empty tables |
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Where my friends will sing no more |
