[Instrumental Intro | mid-tempo shuffle | mournful guitar] [Verse 1 | emotional | raw male vocal] Still set two plates every morning out of habit Reach for the phone then remember I can't have it House got quiet in a way that don't heal Silence got a weight that only grieving folks feel [Chorus | raw | heartbroken] Empty chair at the table, empty side of the bed Full of all the words I should have said Empty chair at the table, empty glass of wine Some absences just grow with time [Verse 2 | grieving | weathered] Kept the garden going cause she loved it so Talking to the roses like she'd want to know Neighbors say it gets easier with time But easier ain't the same as fine [Guitar Solo | mournful | sustained bends] [Chorus | raw | heartbroken] Empty chair at the table, empty side of the bed Full of all the words I should have said Empty chair at the table, empty glass of wine Some absences just grow with time [Outro | barely there | guitar fading] Empty chair… Lord that empty chair…
