Alone at the Table
Marty O'Reilly and the Old Soul Orchestra
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Mercy and me, the two of us alone at the table
and it hurts me seeing you looking straight down at the maple
maybe we'll speak when we're evil
maybe we're lost in our thoughts
maybe we're looking for God
then again maybe we're not
she finds a way to worship all the things I forgot,
to worship the things I forgot
Throughout this dark room the strangers are clanking the glass
nothing but shadows moving the air as they pass
their laughter seems distant and kind
they take no notice, they pay no mind to the gohst of our past
not to the gohst of our past
she finds a way to make it all last,
a way to make it all last
Lost her in the doorway
watched you grow nervous and tall
and I saw you had wings as high and as wide as the walls
there's not a soul in this world we can trust
I wish things had been easy for us,
they just aren't at all