The sky was a dash of salt
Bitter and never enough
He was standing there admiring the rocking chair
The price she said “you will have to pay”
Creakkkkk says the old rocking chair

He brought it home that old rocking chair
Placed it just below the stairs
“Ah” he said firmly and turned it to face the sea
Little did he know he would have to pay a termly fee
Creakkkk says the old rocking chair

Late that night as the crows cried
he rolled over upon his side
There in the doors way
The creaky old rocking chair making its way
Creakkkk says the old rocking chair

Back and forth the rocking chair goes
Why this way no one knows
The man had awaken by the time of dawn
He tried to shake off what he had saw
Creakkkk says the old rocking chair

There in the way of his escape
Ruby red blood crawling from the rocking chair
Flowing freely from the old rocking chair
On to the white soft forest below
Creakkkk says the old rocking chair

As he inched away from his near turned opponent
The squeaky, creaky old rocking chair
The most beautiful women the man had ever seen
A gastly figure dressed in white and stained with a gruesome scene
Turned to face the sea
Creakkkk says the old rocking chair

He thought of running hiding somewhere far away
But that beautiful mistress begged him to stay
The wind then was a chorus of howling crys
He could not believe his eyes
That once creepy, sneaky rocking chair disappeared from his side
That old rocking chair creaked no more


Years later when his bones were as old stone
That same man walked down the same street alone
Just when he’d thought that peace was here at last
He saw a flash from an undesired past
Sitting just below the stairs…
Creakkkk said the old rocking chair

Chair flèche, woye cher, chair chaise

Chère chair, woye cher, chair jadis faite chose

Chair mate, woye cher, chair de jais

Chair noire, woye cher, chair de jazz

Cher nègre, woye cher, chaire de ma chair

Chair chère, woye cher, jadis faite meuble

Chair verte, woye cher, chair fraîche,

Chair miel aux nobles pourritures

Chair fiel au charbon ardent des lunes

Chair mer, woye cher, chère mère

Outre-chair au-delà des eaux

Qui tambourinent le cri des charognes..

Chair de ma chair, woye cher, je t'exhale

Comme un bijou de deuil, et je te polis

Ma gemme noire, woye chair, je te polis

De la paume du coeur de ceux que tu incarnes encore.

An empty chair
Stares back at me
An empty chair
Where my friend should be
An empty chair
Replaces her life
An empty chair
Symbolizes how she took her life
An empty chair
Fills my view
An empty chair
Is now blurred by my tears
An empty chair
Is being occupied by the teacher
An empty chair
Is being filled by ignorance
An empty chair
Its occupants ask the obvious
An empty chair
They ask "are you ok?"
An empty chair
Knows the answer
An empty chair
Knows the reason
An empty chair
Wishes to be filled again.