One blue coat, worn elbows, empty ashtray
Bartender stacking slow, dragging dusk through the floorboards
Cracked stool, leaned back, four tables unclaimed
Sip echoes off glass, last gig poster curling

Strings tune themselves quiet, thumb plucks the dust
Distant laugh, jukebox breaks, faded jukes drifting
Stale air, cheap perfume, soft shuffle at the door
Didn't catch the name

Empty chairs still need a song, so I keep playing on
Because every echo matters, even if no one sings along

Roof leak, spotlight’s dim, my foot taps sidewise
Old wires, leather snap, harmonica spits silver
Two men by the window, talking soft, turning away
Setlist unread, I start wrong, but follow the blue

Nodding slow to my own tune, cracked pick, loose shoes
Paper bills folded once, dropped silent in my case
Glass ring from yesterday, circles round my neck

Quiet now, hush, hush in the room
No applause but breathing
Someone out there listening
Same as me, still here

Empty chairs still need a song, so I keep playing on
Because every echo matters, even if no one sings along

Udiocracy - Empty Chairs

Prayers and blessings to you all and all your families and special prayers and blessings to all the victims. May they all rest in peace.

Software utilised.

ChatGPT
Claude
Grok
Suno
Udio
Riffusion
Ideogram
Leonardo AI

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