Empty Chairs at Empty Tables - Live

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
 Here they talked of revolution
 Here it was they lit the flame
 Here they sang about tomorrow
 And tomorrow never came.
 
 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 window
 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 at empty tables
 Where my friends will sing no more.