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