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Am There's a grief that can't be spoken. C There's a pain goes on and on. Dm Empty chairs at empty tables E Am Now my friends are dead and gone. Am Here they talked of revolution. C Here it was they lit the flame. Dm Here they sang about `tomorrow' E Am And tomorrow never came. C C7 F From the table in the corner Cm7 F7 Bb They could see a world reborn Ab Ab7 Eb And they rose with voices ringing Bb A I can hear them now! Dm Dm7 Bb The very words that they had sung Gm G7 F Became their last communion C C6 Am On the lonely barricade at dawn. Am Oh my friends, my friends forgive me C That I live and you are gone. Dm There's a grief that can't be spoken. E C#m There's a pain goes on and on. C#m Phantom faces at the window. E Phantom shadows on the floor. F#m Empty chairs at empty tables Ab C#m Where my friends will meet no more. C#m Oh my friends, my friends, don't ask me E What your sacrifice was for F#m Empty chairs at empty tables Ab C#m C#m7 C#m6 C#m Where my friends will sing no more.
Written by Claude-michel Schönberg
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