The Old Chair - David Gray

The old chair

The old chair

It gets that they don’t want it anymore

The split seams

And bad dreams

I’m fluttering like a dollar to the floor

You get to wonder what you do it for

And if you’re not there to meet me

Only shadows gonna greet me

The moment I go stepping through the door

My heart pounds

I hear sounds

Like laughter coming softly through the walls

The high times

Turn sidelines

This game it makes a fool out of us all

You’re off but you ain’t hardly

Kicked the ball

And if you’re not there to meet me

Only absence gonna greet me

The moment I go stepping through the door

And if you’re not there to meet me

Just what is gonna greet me

The moment I go stepping through the door