The Empty Chair

The sky turns red tonight Or maybe it's gold I can't tell anymore The evening stretches slowly Across the empty road One shadow follows me And only one --- The old sofa is still waiting But the room is not the same Dust keeps filling empty corners Like words I never said A single glove is left behind A silent shape on the floor Cold air crawls along the walls Where your silence learned my name --- My right foot carries the sunlight My left foot is still soaked in yesterday I follow the footsteps you left behind Through places that remember your name --- I keep walking where your footsteps ended I keep carrying your weight I keep carrying your weeeight And the empty chair Lets the evening rest first