The Empty Chair Lyrics

It wasn't made for kings or priests

No gilded arms no lavish feasts

It cradled poets lost and torn

It held the weight of dreams unborn

The fire burned until it died

The clock hands spun the world denied

The chair stood patient heard it all

The quiet rise the sudden fall

And in the silence truth will reign

A fleeting joy a lasting pain

The empty chair it keeps its vow

It knew the past; it knows us now

The wine was poured the words were few

The stories faded but some were true

A ghostly hand still lingers there

To trace the lines of love and care

The door creaked open let them leave

The chair endured began to grieve

It wears the weight of all we lost

Each fleeting dream each bitter cost

And in the silence truth will reign

A fleeting joy a lasting pain

The empty chair it keeps its vow

It knew the past; it knows us now

The cello weeps the saxophone sighs

The empty chair looks toward the skies

It doesn't speak it doesn't move

It only bears the things we prove

And yet it waits for what's to come

For broken hearts to be made one

The chair remains a silent prayer

A witness bound to what we share

So raise a glass and leave a light

The chair will stand through endless night

And in its quiet still despair

It holds the soul of what was there