If you’ve already listened to Ray LaMontagne’s new release, Till the Sun Turns Black, you know track 2, better known as “Empty”, is a gem of a song. Thanks to Heather Browne at I AM FUEL, YOU ARE FRIENDS here’s a previously recorded version of “Empty” (MP3) reportedly off the Bonnaroo 2005 EP. Enjoy!
“Empty (Live)” lyrics:
She lifts her skirt up to her knees
Walks through the garden rows with her bare feet, laughing
I never learned to count my blessings
I choose instead to dwell in my disastersWalk on down the hill
Through the grass grown tall and brown
And still it’s hard somehow to let go of my pain
On past the busted back
Of that old and rusted Cadillac
That sinks into this field collecting rainWill I always feel this way
So empty, so estrangedOf these cutthroat busted sunsets
These cold and damp white mornings I have grown weary
If through my cracked and dusty country lips
I spoke these words out loud would no one hear meLay your blouse across the chair
Let fall the flowers from your hair
And kiss me with that country mouth so plain
Outside the rain is tapping on the leaves
To me it sounds like they’re applauding us
The quiet love we makeWill I always feel this way
So empty, so estranged…
Till the Sun Turns Black is available from the official store, Amazon or iTunes.
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