Empty Chairs at Empty Tables

by omelettethemusical

Dying is easy, living is harder. Charles Darnay goes home and finds that nothing is quite the same. (to the tune of "Empty Chairs at Empty Tables" from Les Miserables)

There's a grief that can't be spoken
There's a pain goes on and on
Empty chair across the table
Now my friend is dead and gone

Here we whiled away the evenings
Here we talked and laughed and cried
Here he felt the joy of family
And for family he died

From the table in the corner
To the one inside my cell
He was there for me and Lucie
And I can see him now
The man who looked so much like me
Embrace his own destruction
On that lonely guillotine, at dawn

Oh my friend, my friend, 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 face there in the mirror
Phantom shadow on the floor
Empty chair across the table
Where we two will meet no more

Oh my friend, my friend, don't ask me
What your sacrifice was for
Empty chair across the table
Where my friend will sit no more.