Empty Arms

It looks to me like there could be
A new girl at the front desk
I bet that she's got a heart of gold
Just like all the rest

'Cause no matter where I've been
They never fail to take me in
Where a fallen star is still a star
Down at the Empty Arms

Follow me and you will see
How low a man can get
But through these doors I'm telling ya'll
Even I still feel respect

It's the closest thing to home
For a man who'd rather roam
Sleep through the alarm
Down at the Empty Arms

When I fly to my home on high
Please store my ashes in a jar
In room 219 by the ice machine
Down at the Empty Arms

A fallen star is the only star
Down at the Empty Arms

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Credits
Writer(s): Auerbach Daniel Quine
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