An Empty Room

Over and over, I make spaces people should want to be in, and they don't come join me. So this time I built a tavern inside my head and filled it with imaginary friends.

There's a blueprint in my pocket, there's a key held in my hand
A tavern in a quiet place in a forgotten land
The chairs are all set upright, the glasses are all clean
The most courageous and most foolish thing you've ever seen
'Cause I built a home for strangers, for the broken and the lost
And I didn't stop to ever calculate the final cost

'Cause the silence is a monster, it's a cold and heavy sheet
And the only thing that's scarier is a victory complete...

And what if I am just a fool who's built a pretty cage?
And what if I'm the only actor on an empty stage?
I'm standing in a sanctuary, a harbor and a home
And what if I'm the only one who's ever gonna come?
It's just a prayer, it's just a plea, a quiet, desperate tune
Just a lonely man who's singing to an empty, silent room

The fire's lit, the ale is tapped, the kitchen's warm and bright
Just a single, hopeful candle in a long and lonely night
I'm listening for a footstep, a whisper or a word
The most important story that has never yet been heard
And the fear is like a poison, a cold and creeping dread
That all the friends I'm waiting for are only in my head

'Cause the quiet is an ocean, and I'm sinking like a stone
And I'm so afraid of living, and of dying, all alone...

But the work is in the building
The hope is in the prayer
The courage is in opening a door...
...when no one's even there

Just an empty room...
...is anyone coming soon?
...hello?
...hello?

Hear it on YouTube Music