Empty Kitchen Prayer

Coffee is cold

on the counter counter-top

Your boots are gone

from the floor

And I still say your name like a prayer

To the quiet behind the kitchen door (hmmm) And the house is

so loud with you gone

Yeah the silence is ringing like a bell

Oh I hold to the ghost of your hands

And I hope that you're well

I found your watch

in the drawer yesterday

Still ticking like it doesn't know you left

And the clock on the wall keeps on moving

Stealing every single breath (ahhhh)

And the house is so loud with you gone

Yeah the silence is ringing like a bell

Oh I hold to the ghost of your hands And I hope

that you're well (yeah)

Your name

like a prayer

In an empty room (hmmm)