Empty Seat By My Side

That empty passenger seat is covered in dust

An old metal toolbox beginning to rust

We mapped out this county

by the bend of the creek

Now I'm left with the quiet

when I try to speak

You were the shadow

on my sunny days

The steady hand when I lost my ways

Now the highway stretches forever alone

How do I find

my way back home

When my truest friend is gone

I still hear your laugh

on the gravel driveway

Arguments about

doing things the hard way

You always stood tall

when the world turned its back

Now my world

is off of its track

You were the shadow

on my sunny days

The steady hand when I lost my ways

Now the highway stretches forever alone

How do I find

my way back home

When my truest friend is gone

Just a cold wind in the pines

Until next time

My old friend