Story Behind The Song

This song is a culmination of stories told to me as piano bar piano player.

Song Description

This stirring piano ballad featuring a building string ensemble in waltz time, tells a story through the eyes of a piano player who listens to the regret, sadness and remorse of a patron and their broken dreams. The patron is really down on themselves and is reaching out to the pianist. The final chorus lyric changes to offer encouragement from the pianist.

Lyrics

My Glass Is Empty

She's tired and cold, something plus thirty
She's on her own, her mouth is dirty
She glances my way, her stare is blurry
As she leans on the bar to tell me her story

" I came to this town, my passion a plenty
Now it's holding me down, my soul is empty
Can't take to this life, it leaves me hurting
Just like the street marching people, they march without glory"

"Is there an answer, oh bright one is there a way?
Is there a solution, a reason to feel like a child again
To be a happy thing
To live a happy day?"

"I'm reckless I'm told, but the circle is vicious.
It stole all my gold and left me suspicious
I could start over again, but the sun has gone down
And the stars in the midnight sky no longer grant wishes"

"So should I leave this town, and my fading ambition
And if I left, could I find a new vision?"
She glances away, her stare is eerie
As she left the bar saying " My glass is empty"

I think there's an answer oh bright one, I think there's away
To seek out the children they know how to play
I think there's an answer oh bright one, I think there's away
To seek out the children they know how to play
We can be happy things, We can find a happy day.