Greg Winkler: Music

• MP3 short clip, hi-fi play (broadband)
• MP3 short clip, lo-fi play (modem)

Silence thickens around me
The phone falls to the floor
I’ve got to go and find her
But I can’t get to the door

Now, the preacher moves his finger
Making crosses in the air
Everywhere he points to
I don’t see you there

In the empty room where nothing’s out of place
Everything is all the way it was that afternoon
Everything but you, and everything I knew
It’s gonna take some time to empty out this empty room

The picture on the nightstand
We’re throwing stones across the creek
Behind the cemetery
Where we played hide and seek

You always found the hardest places
To sit and wait me out
Those days went on forever
I’m trying to find you now

In the empty room where nothing’s out of place
Everything is all the way it was that afternoon
Everything but you, and everything I knew
It’s gonna take some time to empty out this empty room
I don’t know what to do, I don’t know what to do

In the empty room where nothing’s out of place
Everything is all the way it was that afternoon
Everything but you, and everything I knew
It’s gonna take some time to empty out this empty room