MY FATHER'S CHAIR'S
STILL STANDIN' 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
HEALIN' 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
AND 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
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