When everything we felt fails
then some music, soft and distant. sails
But it don't sound like it did before
then I know that I'm left with nothing more
Then my...own...soul

When pretty pictures face back
but your coats aren't hanging on the rack
And blue water turns to
a place that I can't get to
A place...that I...can't

In a room all I feel
is the cold that you left
Through the air all I see
is your face full of blame

What's left to see?
What's there to see?

(Slide solo)

In the room all I feel
is the cold that you left
Through the air all I see
is your face full of blame

What's left to see?
What's left to see?
What's left to see?
What's left to see?