Empty Table
from The Gin Diaries by Fergusson Elliott
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lyrics
Empty Table.
We've sold all that we owned,
All that's left are memories and a handful of gold,
As damp seeps into lungs,
With honesty delirium we build a happy home.
I'm held beneath your Empty Table with arms outstretched and barely able,
To lift my head from underneath your foot.
We're kept tied to the past,
Editing the images till all are played in time,
As thoughts fast come undone,
Exposing many frailties the lovers return.
So tell me another one,
How we're all going to be fine,
So fine...
The soft kiss of the sun,
Is just enough to bring alive a brief glimpse of home,
We'd all run if we could,
To catch the final bus departs the station of self.
I'm held beneath your Empty Table,
With arms outstretched and barely able,
To lift my head from underneath your foot,
A call to arms a call to fingers,
That scratch and tear this face of wisdom,
These marks of mine that indicate your love.
So tell me another one
How we're all doing fine,
Held beneath your Empty Table,
With arms outstretched and barely able.
He says we're all going to be fine,
From now on, from now on....
We've sold all that we owned,
All that's left are memories and a handful of gold,
As damp seeps into lungs,
With honesty delirium we build a happy home.
I'm held beneath your Empty Table with arms outstretched and barely able,
To lift my head from underneath your foot.
We're kept tied to the past,
Editing the images till all are played in time,
As thoughts fast come undone,
Exposing many frailties the lovers return.
So tell me another one,
How we're all going to be fine,
So fine...
The soft kiss of the sun,
Is just enough to bring alive a brief glimpse of home,
We'd all run if we could,
To catch the final bus departs the station of self.
I'm held beneath your Empty Table,
With arms outstretched and barely able,
To lift my head from underneath your foot,
A call to arms a call to fingers,
That scratch and tear this face of wisdom,
These marks of mine that indicate your love.
So tell me another one
How we're all doing fine,
Held beneath your Empty Table,
With arms outstretched and barely able.
He says we're all going to be fine,
From now on, from now on....
credits
from The Gin Diaries,
released January 1, 2013
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Jan 2013 -
Jan 2013 -
Jan 2009
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