| [00:07.05] | There's a grief that can't be spoken |
| [00:12.19] | There's a pain goes on and on |
| [00:16.84] | Empty chairs at empty tables |
| [00:20.62] | Now my friends are dead and gone |
| [00:27.59] | Here they talked of revolution |
| [00:32.55] | Here it was they lit the flame |
| [00:38.13] | Here they sang about tomorrow |
| [00:42.59] | And tomorrow never came |
| [00:50.91] | From the table in the corner |
| [00:55.73] | They could see a world reborn |
| [01:00.65] | And they rose with voices ringing |
| [01:05.65] | And I can hear them now |
| [01:10.33] | The very words that they had sung |
| [01:17.24] | Became their last communion |
| [01:24.33] | On this lonely barricade at dawn |
| [01:33.86] | Oh my friends, my friends forgive me |
| [01:39.39] | That I live and you are gone |
| [01:44.46] | There's a grief that can't be spoken |
| [01:48.83] | There's a pain goes on and on |
| [01:55.33] | Phantom faces at the windows |
| [02:00.22] | Phantom shadows on the floor |
| [02:04.99] | Empty chairs at empty tables |
| [02:08.87] | Where my friends will meet no more |
| [02:15.30] | Oh my friends, my friends, don't ask me |
| [02:23.71] | What your sacrifice was for |
| [02:28.67] | Empty chairs at empty tables |
| [02:33.81] | Where my friends will sing no more |