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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. |
| [00:18.16] |
Empty chairs at empty tables |
| [00:22.79] |
Now my friends are dead and gone. |
| [00:29.97] |
Here they talked of revolution. |
| [00:34.54] |
Here it was they lit the flame. |
| [00:40.46] |
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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I can hear them now! |
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The very words that they had sung |
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Became their last communion |
| [01:23.84] |
On the lonely barricade at dawn. |
| [01:34.86] |
Oh my friends, my friends forgive me |
| [01:39.32] |
That I live and you are gone. |
| [01:45.34] |
There's a grief that can't be spoken. |
| [01:49.47] |
There's a pain goes on and on. |
| [01:55.05] |
Phantom faces at the window. |
| [02:00.17] |
Phantom shadows on the floor. |
| [02:04.98] |
Empty chairs at empty tables |
| [02:08.84] |
Where my friends will meet no more. |
| [02:15.16] |
Oh my friends, my friends, don't ask me |
| [02:23.42] |
What your sacrifice was for |
| [02:28.02] |
Empty chairs at empty tables |
| [02:32.63] |
Where my friends will sing no more. |
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