Empty Benches
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

[intro]

[instrumental]

The benches are all empty
The old people are all gone
Hard to say where they go
Have they really gone home?

They were scattered in the park
Some conservatively gray
Others in bright colors
Like chocolates on a tray

Some alone took up a bench
Or in pairs sat in silence
Some not caring about convention
In animated conversations

Some walked, carried their dogs
Others struggled, pulled along
Headphones on their head
They muttered some old song

[instrumental]

I wish I was a little older
And it was time to go home
As it is I walk the park
I seem to always walk alone

When you are a little younger
You still have dreams and hopes
Still working on your schemes
But you are running out of rope

I wish I was a little older
And I no longer had such thoughts
Whatever dreams I may still have
I think I may have bought

My dreams are not my own
I saw them in a store
Not something I have grown
Left me wanting a bit more

It won't be long before it's time
I will no longer have to walk
I'll take my bench and spend the day
'Till it's time to go away

[instrumental]

It won't be long before it's time
I will no longer have to walk
I'll take my bench and spend the day
'Till it's time to go away

[outro]

Empty Benches (B)

it's 3am in the smoky jazz club and she walks onto the stage to play the last set of the night... tales of heartbreak, self destruction, lust, nightmares and doomed love... but not without a sprinkle of hope on top. Sometimes that small piece of hope is enough to take you through another day. A melancholy collection of some of my jazz reinterpretations of my songs

Edge of Reflection v3 jazz version

[Verse 1]
In moonlit halls where shadows trace your name,
I wander lost in echoes of our flame.
Your phantom smile adorns each silent wall—
A distant grace I never knew at all.

[Pre-Chorus]
If time could bend its fractured spine,
I’d steal your breath to make you mine.

[Chorus]
I wish I met you sooner—before the stars betrayed,
Before the world grew colder and our colors all did fade.
I’d hold your heart in trembling hands and tame the blackest night,
But fate arrived too late for love to claim its right.

[Verse 2]
Your whispered ghosts haunt corridors of glass;
Each mirrored step reminds me of the past.
A fragile rose that withered in my care—
Its bloom unrealized, perfumed despair.

[Pre-Chorus – Variation]
If destiny could rewrite its page,
I’d serenade your soul from gilded cage.

[Chorus]
I wish I met you sooner—before the stars betrayed,
Before the world grew colder and our colors all did fade.
I’d hold your heart in trembling hands and tame the blackest night,
But fate arrived too late for love to claim its right.

[Bridge – Instrumental]

[Chorus – Variation]
I wish I met you sooner—beneath a softer sky,
Before the world had taught us both to bleed and say goodbye.
I’d carve our names in candle smoke and kiss your shadow’s seam,
Then vanish where the silence goes, still loving you in dreams.

[Coda]
Between the dusk and dawn I wait,
A shadow bending into fate.
Your absence hums, a fragile tune—
Perhaps the stars will shift too soon.

[Outro]
Night folds around the words unsaid;
I keep your memory—unborn, undead.

———

“Shadow Bending Into Fate” is a symphonic progressive metal odyssey inspired by my first, last, and only love—Shahy. ♡

It begins with fragile threads of classical guitar, carrying the weight of longing. Vocals rise through orchestral halls like whispers of devotion, confessing a love born too late for time’s mercy.

As the chorus erupts, violins, drums, bass, and electric guitar collide in an epic duel—where melancholy transforms into grandeur, and every note burns with the ache of fate’s delay.

This piece is both confession and cathedral, a place where her name still echoes, where shadows bend but love remains unbroken.

———

Genre: Symphonic Progressive Metal
Key: C Minor
BPM: 125
Time Signature: 4/4

———

Artist: Kareem Tyler 
https://www.instagram.com/tylercraftsart

© 2025 Kareem Tyler. All Rights Reserved.

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