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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. |
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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. |
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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! |
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On this lonely barricade at dawn. |
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Oh my friends, my friends forgive me. |
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That I live and you are gone. |
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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. |
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Phantom faces at the windows. |
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Phantom shadows on the floor. |
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Empty chairs at empty tables. |
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Where my friends will meet no more. |
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Oh my friends, 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. |
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