Empty Bars

The factory whistle blows, I grab my boots, I change my clothes

And everybody knows it’s time to go home

Except me, I change my spots just like you do

Paint myself in grey and blue and write the set-list for the show

It’s just me and you and whatever lies between

The empty bars and dreams that don’t come true, man they never come true

So the music starts to fade into the promises you made

On the days you wish you’d stayed, it’s just the saddest serenade

And everybody knows, yeah you know just what I’m here for

I play the same four chords but it’s how you play that gets you laid

It’s just me and you and whatever lies between,

The empty bars and dreams that don’t come true,

It’s just me and you and these songs about my dreams,

Guitars are just machines that connect my heart to you

And all I see is you staring back at me,

a reflection in the sea of everything I wanted to be

Bathed in the bright light now I’m singing about my past,

The days go by so fast, just leave me here

 

Words and music by Christopher Moody