They're red in the eyes but they don't care enough.
They're all smiles and cries and off the cuff.
But where are you now?
Where is your cradle?
Where are you now? Where are you now?
They idolize the sands of endless days.
They watch the world go by with eyes agaze.
But where are you now?
A ghost at the table.
Where are you now? Where are you now?
You open the door, you slam it more.
You are adored, but they are ignored.
Smile for another hour, maintain your hollow power,
and let go, if just for another day,
Let go, keep them all away.
Always alone, on your shameful throne.
Always alone.
Always alone, you and your clone.
Always alone.
Smile for another hour, maintain your hollow power,
and let go, if just for another day,
Let go, keep them all away.
You open the door, you slam it more.
You are adored, but they are ignored.
Always alone, on your shameful throne.
Always alone.
Always alone, you and your clone.
Always alone.
And they will grow into that clone of you,
And they will build the world you dragged them through.
And where are they now?
Ghosts at your table,
Where are they now? Where are they now?
An album of songs created with a late friend of mine, released in his memory. All proceeds with be donated to CRY (Cardiac Risk in the Young) Joe Bailey