Room at the Table

(E.Frencham)

Driving my car, it’s such a lonely world
stereo fights bravely to be heard above the roar
Distortion becomes kind of friendly
when it’s your only company
Too much time to think in this lonely world
of all the other dreams, you know you’ll never reach
White lines devour all the strength inside
But I feel a warm voice, whisper

There’s enough room at the table
There’s enough fruit on the tree
and right around the corner
a beautiful place for us to be
There’s another stranger waiting
to be a lifelong friend
and a place at the table
where we’ll be together in the end, (my friend)

Hard to fight the cold in this lonely world
I haven’t felt my fingers since half past three
But colder is the fear inside
maybe I’ll never be free
from failures I relive in this lonely world
Shame cuts me deeply and the wounds won’t heal
Black night swallows my rear vision
like the past I can’t change

But there’s enough room at the table
There’s another pathway to choose
And if we care for one another
there is no way that we can lose
Don’t forget the stranger waiting
to be a lifelong friend
and a place at the table
where we’ll be together in the end

For I don’t want to be a slave to a stage
Never to escape the twilight zone
only live through the eyes of a crowd
and then die every time I’m alone
Always looking for the strength to stand tall
When I’m getting too scared to try lest I fall
But even if I fall

There’s enough room at the table
There’s enough fruit on the tree
and right around the corner a beautiful place for us to be
And though ahead there lies a struggle
there’s a second wind to help us through
So greet the world on your doorstep
there’s so much hope for me and you

And as I’m driving my car it’s not such a lonely world
I’ve got myself a dream and it warms the empty seat
and I can hear beyond the distortion
there is a melody and it sounds so sweet