The Old Chair

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, oh You get to wonder what you do it for And if you're not there to meet me That shadow 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 Touched 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 who is gonna greet me The moment I go stepping through the door --- The Old Chair - David Gray