My father`s chair`s still standing there, all alone since the long night
Now it`s three years on and I still feel, he`ll come home, we`ll be alright
So where`s this healing time brings, I was told the pain would ease
But it still hurts like the first night
That night my brother, my mother and I, were looking up at a distant star
And wishing we could reach that far
And back in the house and alone for the first time
We told each other we cared, we avoided my father`s chair
I watch my family, we hold on, we are strong and we`ll be alright
The clock continues counting down, all the while
And every child will share the long night
But do the spirits meet again, why am I still so filled with doubt
Is my soul everlasting
And the far distant future, when I knew you`d be gone
Came too fast and stays too long
Why do they leave the weak of spirit and take the strong
But when the world turns sour and I get sick from the smell
And I can`t find no comfort there, I climb into my father`s chair
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