Empty Chairs At Empty Tables   Les Miserables

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 is they lit the flame.
Here they sang about tomorrow, but 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 become their last communion
On the lonely baricade at dawn.

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.

Phantom faces at the window,
Phantom shadows on the floor.
Empty chairs at empty tables where my friends will meet no more.
Oh my friends, my friends don't ask me
What your sacrifice was for
Empty chairs at empty tables