Three Empty Words lyrics

There was a poem called "Loss" once carved into stones

It had three words, but the poet scratched them out

It was three empty words that once dug his grave

It was three empty words that once bled him dry

I know some of us get lost in the fire

But some of us are built from it

Get to learn to embrace the storms

'Cause without rain nothing grows

Not all storms come to disrupt your life

Some just approach to clear your path

No, I never wished you rain, my dear

I always wished you the beauty of storms

Horizon

Tempest

Let's drink on our mistakes

Let's drink on these old memories

Let's get lost in the storms

Let's get lost in our fire

Let's drink

Forget

Let's drink

Forget

You know some men can't be negotiated or reasoned with

'Cause some of 'em just want to watch the world burn

That's why I'll never rise from the ashes, my dear

'Cause I am them, I'm the whole fucking fire

I know we must have our hearts broken sometimes

'Cause having them broken also means

We tried for something

I know a ship's safe in a harbour

But that's not what it's built for

We must get broken sometimes

'Cause that is how the light gets in

That is how the light gets in

Let's drink on our mistakes

Let's drink on these old memories

Let's get lost in the storms

Let's get lost in our fire

And I'll keep these songs in mind

For funerals get to come

As my memories will fade

But wounds will still remain

And I wish I also knew which songs

Remind other people of me

You too used to be about music

And the songs that carried us

Through sleepless nights

You may think I write about my own misery

But I'm really writing about yours

You are living in a world of fire and brimstone

Just not to die from cold inside

Sometimes we think we are keeping a secret

But sometimes that secret eventually keeps us

That's why we give flowers mostly to the dead

'Cause regret is way stronger than our gratitude

There is a poem called "Distress" carved into my chest

It too had three words, but the poet scratched them out

It was three empty words that dug my grave

It's three empty words that bled me dry

And I'll keep these songs in mind

For funerals yet to come

As my memories will fade

But wounds will still remain

And I wish I also knew which songs

Remind other people of me

You too used to be about music

And the songs that carried us

Through sleepless nights