Empty Glass
Gets another round
Squeaky Chair
Makes another sound
There's a gentle breeze
Playing in your hair
Come take a bow
While they're still all there
It's what it is
It's what it was
And what will be here
After us
There is no memory
There is no recall
No recollection at all
Your dark glasses
Sliding down your nose
Bring these proceedings to a close
It's what there is
It's what it was
And what will be here
After us
Your dark glasses
Sliding down your nose
Bring these proceedings to a close
It's what it is
It's what it was
And what will be here
After us
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