Lyrics by Sarah Jacob
EMPTY
Empty, empty
The Buddhists’ say
It is our reality
Emptiness
Fills my chest
It’s gonna burst
With all this
Nothingness.
Chorus
And there’s nothing
But empty questions
Spinning around my head
Questions like was there
Every any meaning
In any empty
Word you said?
Verse 2
Emptiness
Oh lend me your ear
I will let you hear
How it sighs and moans
Emptiness
Like a weeping
Violin
It’s very comforting
When it’s not your own.
Chorus 2
And there’s nothing
But empty questions
Like “Do you ever
Think of me?”
Did you turn the page
Of a whole new chapter
In your empty
Autobiography?
Verse 3
Emptiness
Oh emptiness
I don’t think this is what
The Buddhists meant.
Emptiness
Oh raise your glass in a toast
Cos it was never half full
It was always empty
You know.
Empty
Always
Empty.