Song Description
A close friend passed away shortly before this song was born. I remember sitting in my living room and hearing footsteps coming down the hall and the boards creaking in the kitchen as if she was still in the house. Having to put all her things away, cleaning up areas that were hers helped make this song come to life. Her name was Foxy, my dog, my friend.
Song Length |
4:59 |
Genre |
Folk - Contemporary, Rock - Easy Listening |
Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Duet Female |
Mood |
Moving, Poignant |
Subject |
Sorrow, Spirituality |
Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
Lyrics
FAMILIAR SOUNDS AREN?T HERE ANYMORE
THE PLACE WHERE YOU LAY, IS VACANT
DREAMING BRINGS YOU BACK NIGHT AFTER NIGHT
SADNESS RETURNS WITH THE DAWNING
YOUR THINGS ARE PACKED AWAY, HERE IN THE CLOSET
THIS PLACE FEELS SO EMPTY WITHOUT YOUR SMILE
OUR FRIENDS AND FAMILY TRY TO BE SO CONSOLING
BUT THIS HEART IS STILL EMPTY INSIDE
** LAST NIGHT IT STARTED AGAIN, WAS IT REAL OR IN MY HEAD
I HEARD FOOTSTEPS IN THE HALL,
NOISES IN THE KITCHEN, WHEN I TURN THE LIGHTS ON
YOU?RE NOT THERE
SEEING YOUR EYES STARE AT ME, IS ALL I AM WANTING
SOUNDS SO CRAZY, BUT IT?S TENDERLY HAUNGTING
++ NOW IT?S GONNA TAKE SOME TIME TO HEAL
BUT YOUR LEAVING LIKE THIS JUST DOESN?T SEEN REAL
NO IT DOESN?T FEEL REAL?.