Empty Arms

Lyrics

Looks to me like there could be A new employee at the desk I bet that she's got a heart of gold Just like all the rest No matter where I 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 those doors I'm tellin' ya'll Even I still find respect It's the closest thing to home For a man who'd rather roam Sleep through the alarm, it won't do no harm 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