Lyrics God's Empty Chair - Iain Matthews
Well
gold
in
the
eyes
of
a
rich
man
Is
pure
joy
and
I
guess
that's
okay
To
me,
joy
is
a
warm
and
a
muted
horn
It's
you,
in
a
silent
way
What
if
nobody
suffered
from
heartaches?
If
we
never
played
music
again
No
Prez,
no
Bird,
no
nothing
at
all
No
you
and
no
sketches
of
Spain
Now
all
that
I
choose
to
remember
Is
all
you've
decided
to
share
As
surely
as
night
is
descending
On
God's
empty
chair
And
just
when
we
thought
it
was
over
When
there's
tears
in
the
eyes
of
the
fool
We
were
ready
to
say
Man
let's
call
it
a
day
In
you
came
with
the
birth
of
the
cool
Now
all
that
I
choose
to
remember
Is
all
you've
decided
to
share
As
surely
as
night
is
descending
On
God's
empty
chair
Oh
how
can
I
try
to
explain
it
Just
how
long
I've
been
humming
that
tune
Won't
you
turn
and
look
over
your
shoulder
again
It's
just
me
and
I'm
kinda
blue
All
that
I
choose
to
remember
Is
all
you've
decided
to
share
As
surely
as
night
is
descending
On
God's
empty
chair
How
surely
the
night
has
descended
On
God's
empty
chair
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