07-23-2002, 05:32 PM
you boys will be singing show tunes soon....
<center>There's a grief that can't be spoken
There's a pain goes on and on
Empty chairs at empty tables
Now my friends are dead and gone
<span style='font-size:15pt;line-height:100%'>Here they talked of revolution
Here it was they lit the flame
Here they sang about tomorrow
And tomorrow never came</span>
From the table in the corner
They could see a world reborn
And they rose with voices ringing
I can hear them now
The very words that they had sung
Became their last communion
On the lonely barricade at dawn
Oh my friends, my friends, forgive me
That I live and you are gone
There's a grief that can't be spoken
There's a pain goes on and on
Phantom faces at the windows
Phantom shadows on the floor
Empty chairs at empty tables
Where my friends will meet no more
Oh my friends, my friends don't ask me
What your sacrifice was for
Empty chairs ar empty tables
Where my friends will sing no more</center>
<center>There's a grief that can't be spoken
There's a pain goes on and on
Empty chairs at empty tables
Now my friends are dead and gone
<span style='font-size:15pt;line-height:100%'>Here they talked of revolution
Here it was they lit the flame
Here they sang about tomorrow
And tomorrow never came</span>
From the table in the corner
They could see a world reborn
And they rose with voices ringing
I can hear them now
The very words that they had sung
Became their last communion
On the lonely barricade at dawn
Oh my friends, my friends, forgive me
That I live and you are gone
There's a grief that can't be spoken
There's a pain goes on and on
Phantom faces at the windows
Phantom shadows on the floor
Empty chairs at empty tables
Where my friends will meet no more
Oh my friends, my friends don't ask me
What your sacrifice was for
Empty chairs ar empty tables
Where my friends will sing no more</center>
<center>In the 60's people took acid to make the world weird. Now the world is weird and people take Prozac to make it normal.</center>