[male
vocals]
[INTRO — Spoken, almost a whisper] Bartender...
Leave
the
bottle.
There's
someone
sitting
beside
me.
Funny
thing...
I've
been
waiting
all
my
life
for
somebody
to
ask
me
if
I'm
alright.
And
now
that
somebody's
here...
I
don't
know
where
to
start.
[VERSE 1] The
clock
was
coughing
on
the
wall,
The
jukebox
couldn't
sing
at
all,
Three
empty
chairs,
a
dying
light,
And
all
my
yesterdays
tonight.
Then
you
pulled
up
without
a
sound,
No
wings,
no
fire,
no
holy
ground,
You
said, "
My
friend,
your
time
has
come."
I
laughed
and
said, "
You
took
your
time,
my
son."
I've
had
a
thousand
things
to
say,
But
every
friend
has
walked
away,
I've
worn
my
sorrow
like
a
suit,
And
learned
to
smile
with
rotten
roots.
I've
swallowed
words
I
couldn't
speak,
I've
swallowed
words
I
couldn't
speak,
I've
been
the
strong
one,
I've
been
weak,
And
every
time
I
begged
for
air,
The
world
just
taught
me
not
to
care.
[PRE-CHORUS] So
if
you're
here
to
hear
my
story,
Pull
that
chair
a
little
near,
I
have
spent
so
long
in
silence
That
my
voice
has
learned
to
fear.
Don't
ask
me
what
I've
done
with
living,
Don't
ask
what
I've
got
to
show,
I've
been
carrying
this
winter
Everywhere
I
go.
[CHORUS — Slow, haunting, layered harmonies] No
monument...
No
marble
name
beneath
the
sun,
No
golden
words
for
what
I've
done,
No
grand
parade
when
I
am
gone.
No
monument...
Just
all
the
words
I
couldn't
say,
The
love
I
gave
and
tucked
away,
The
little
parts
that
slipped
away.
If
you
came
to
count
my
failures,
There's
a
thousand
you
can
see,
But
before
you
write
my
ending,
Won't
you
sit
a
while
with
me?
No
monument...
I
don't
need
the
world
to
know.
Just
don't
let
my
silence
Be
the
only
thing
I
leave
below.
[VERSE 2] I've
eaten
darkness
with
a
spoon,
Made
friends
with
midnight,
feared
the
noon,
I've
worn
a
thousand
borrowed
faces,
Still
felt
lonely
in
familiar
places.
I've
watched
the
people
I
held
dear
Become
the
ghosts
I
carry
here,
And
every
promise
that
grew
cold
Left
another
winter
in
my
soul.
I
used
to
dream
in
brighter
colours,
Used
to
think
I'd
be
somebody,
Now
I
count
the
cracks
above
me
In
this
room
nobody
sees.
You
want
to
know
what
I
regret?
Not
every
road
I
didn't
take,
Not
every
chance
I
couldn't
get,
But
all
the
times
I
called
it
strength
When
I
was
breaking
from
the
weight.
And
all
the
nights
I
needed
someone,
But
I
told
them
I
was
fine.
I
was
dying
to
be
understood,
Not
disappearing
from
their
minds.
[PRE-CHORUS 2 — A little more intensity] So,
Death,
if
you
have
ears,
then
listen,
If
you
have
a
heart,
then
stay,
There's
a
man
beneath
this
wreckage
Who
forgot
how
to
be
saved.
I
don't
need
a
choir
singing,
I
don't
need
a
perfect
name,
I
just
need
somebody
present
Who
won't
turn
my
hurt
to
shame.
[CHORUS — Fuller drums, deep bass, distant choir] No
monument...
No
marble
name
beneath
the
sun,
No
golden
words
for
what
I've
done,
No
grand
parade
when
I
am
gone.
No
monument...
Just
all
the
words
I
couldn't
say,
The
love
I
gave
and
tucked
away,
The
little
parts
that
slipped
away.
If
you
came
to
count
my
failures,
There's
a
thousand
you
can
see,
But
before
you
write
my
ending,
Won't
you
sit
a
while
with
me?
No
monument...
I
don't
need
the
world
to
know.
Just
don't
let
my
silence
Be
the
only
thing
I
leave
below.
[BRIDGE — Instrumentation falls away] And
Death
said
nothing.
Just
listened.
While
the
ice
became
water,
While
the
night
became
morning,
While
a
man
who
had
forgotten
How
to
speak...
Found
a
sentence. "
I
was
somebody's
child
once."
He
looked
down
at
his
hands. "
I
wanted
to
be
loved
without
earning
it."
Then
he
covered
his
face. "
I
wanted
someone
to
notice
I
was
tired
of
being
strong."
And
Death,
who
had
heard
a
million
stories,
Had
no
wisdom
to
bestow.
Only
silence.
Only
presence.
Only
time
enough
to
know.
[FINAL CHORUS — Begins almost a cappella, then opens into warm harmonies] No
monument...
Perhaps
the
world
won't
know
my
name,
Perhaps
the
years
will
look
the
same,
Perhaps
my
scars
won't
make
the
news.
But
there
is
more
to
me
than
pain,
More
than
the
nights
I
couldn't
change,
More
than
the
love
I
thought
I'd
lose.
No
monument...
I
thought
that
was
all
I
was,
A
collection
of
abandoned
things,
A
heart
that
had
forgotten
It
was
born
to
do
more
than
bleed.
And
if
tomorrow
finds
me
breathing,
Let
tomorrow
find
me
true.
I
have
spent
my
life
awaiting
Someone
who
would
see
me
through.
No
monument...
No
stone
can
tell
my
story
whole.
I
am
more
than
what
has
hurt
me.
I
am
more
than
what
I've
known.
[OUTRO — Spoken, over a single piano note] Bartender...
Keep
the
light
on.
I
think...
I'd
like
to
see
the
morning.
And
that
stranger?
He
stood
up.
He
left
the
chair
beside
me
empty.
But
for
the
first
time
in
years...
I
wasn't
afraid
of
sitting
there
alone.
No
monument.
Just
one
more
morning.
And
a
story
not
yet
finished.