Here I Am Again

Room for one at the table. Blue bowl cold beside my hand. Folded shirt on the chair back. I still set two by habit. The house makes noise, whoop, when I move slow, Oh. Every corner knows my name. I count the breaths, whoop, between the walls, Oh, and hear the quiet call me back. I'm alone again, I'm alone again. Oh, I keep the light on for nobody. I'm alone again, I'm alone again. Oh, and the empty chair still sits with me. Rain on glass like soft fingers. Mail on the floor. Still unopened. Your old mug in the drying rack. I never threw it. Into the bin. The mirror shows. A smaller me. Same tired eyes. Same tired grin. I wear the night. Like borrowed skin. And let it fit. Around my ribs. I'm alone again, I'm alone again. Oh, I keep the light on for nobody. I'm alone again, I'm alone again. Oh, and the empty chair still sits with me. If You knock now. I might pretend. I'm not the one. Who let you go. But this thin air. Knows the truth. It keeps your shape in. Every room. I'm alone again, I'm alone again. Oh, I keep the light on for nobody. I'm alone again, I'm alone again. Oh, and the empty chair still sits with me.