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Oh my friends, my friends, don’t ask me what your sacrifice was for. Empty chairs at empty tables, where my friends will sing no more.
| — | Marius, Empty Chairs at Empty Tables, Les Miserables (via vintagefrances) |
Oh my friends, my friends forgive me
that I live and you are gone.
There’s a grief that can’t be spoken,
there’s a pain goes on and on.
Phantom faces at the window!
Phantom shadows on the floor!
Empty chairs at empty tables
where my friends will meet no more!
Oh my friends, my friends don’t ask me
what your sacrifice was for!
Empty chairs at empty tables
where my friends will sing no more.
that I live and you are gone.
There’s a grief that can’t be spoken,
there’s a pain goes on and on.
Phantom faces at the window!
Phantom shadows on the floor!
Empty chairs at empty tables
where my friends will meet no more!
Oh my friends, my friends don’t ask me
what your sacrifice was for!
Empty chairs at empty tables
where my friends will sing no more.
| — | Marius, “Empty Chairs at Empty Tables,” Les Miserables (via xixthesun) |
Here, they sang of tomorrow, But tomorrow
Never came.
Never came.
| — | Marius, Empty Chairs at Empty Tables, from Les Misérables. (via ourdeathswillstopnothing) |
Empty chairs at empty tables where my friends will meet no more
Oh my friends, my friends, don’t ask me what your sacrifice was for
Empty chairs at empty tables where my friends will sing no more.
| — | Empty Chairs At Empty Tables - Les Miserables (via never-wanted-to-dance) |
EVERYBODY HIDE.
Interviewer: I blush to say it, but are you aware there's a "F-ck Yeah, Tom Hiddleston" tumblr?
Tom: [Smiles] I am.
