Song Description

Mature guy heartbroken and reminiscing about his lost love and the prospect of a lonely old age

Lyrics

VOID Words & Music Chris Smith Ac Copyright Chris Smith 11 June 2008



MY BREAKFAST HAS DIED ON THE TABLE
THE COFFEE STAINS DRIED ON THE WALL
MY PHONE'S BURIED UNDER THE BEER CANS AND SWILL
THERE'S NOBODY LEFT I CAN CALL

AND THE PAPERS ARE CALLING IT CURTAINS
AND THE RADIO SAYS IT'S THE END
MY HEAD IS HELD ON WITH A PLASTER AND GLUE
THERE'S NOBODY LEFT TO CALL FRIEND

AND IT'S ALL OVER TOWN THAT YOU'VE LEFT ME
IT'S ALL OVER TOWN THAT YOU'VE GONE
IT'S ONLY THE WHISKY THAT HANGS ON MY BREATH
THAT GIVES ME THE STRENGTH TO GO ON

NOW THE WINTER'S COME DOWN IN THE CITY
AND THE LAMPLIGHT BURNS LOW CLOSE TO DAWN
BUT IT LIGHTS UP THE FOOTPRINTS YOU LEFT ON MY LIFE
AND THE HOLE IN MY HEART NOW YOU'RE GONE

MY CIGARETTE BURNS TO MY FINGERS
THE EMPTY GLASS FALLS TO FLOOR
I CLIMB THROUGH THE HOLE TO THE VOID THAT YOU LEFT
ON THE DAY THAT YOU WALKED OUT THE DOOR

AND IT'S ALL OVER TOWN THAT YOU'VE LEFT ME
IT'S ALL OVER TOWN THAT YOU'VE GONE
AND IT'S ONLY THE WHISKY THAT HANGS ON MY BREATH
THAT GIVES ME THE STRENGTH TO GO ON

THE BLOOD ON THE SIDEWALK IS MY BLOOD
THE SCREAMING IS DEEP DOWN WITHIN ME
THE NEON IS BURNING THE BACK OF MY BRAIN
THE FACE IN THE MIRROR IS MELTING AWAY

NOW THE WINTER'S COME DOWN IN THE CITY
THE SNOW'S LAYING DEEP IN THE STREET
JUST AN OLD MAN WITH MEMORIES OF MAGIC AND MYTH
WHEN THE WORLD WAS LAID OUT AT MY FEET