Empty Chairs at Empty Tables Gareth Gates

[MARIUS sits alone in the ABC Café.]

[MARIUS]
There's a grief that can’t be spoken
There's a pain goes on and on
Empty chairs at empty tables
Now my friends are dead and gone

Here they talked of revolution
Here it was they lit the flame
Here they sang about "tomorrow"
And tomorrow never came

From the table in the corner
They could see a world reborn
And they rose with voices ringing
And I can hear them now
The very words that they had sung
Became their last communion
On the lonely barricade at dawn

[The ghosts of those who died on the barricade appear.]

Oh my friends, my friends, 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