A sea of empty bars They are written on that paper A sea of empty bars I wanted to write about her. I can hear the sound of music (beside her) but now it's going blue (As I heard) the notes go round the girl (Then I felt) Like being quite grunge myself (Oh yeah). That mist of empty bars All those papers make me laugh How do you fill empty bars? Isn't it a little mad? I can hear a crowd of brass (beside her) don't you know it's hard to read (As I heard) Strange notes on my strain (then I felt) like being unfit myself (Oh yeah). Empty bars for you Empty bars for you It's all that I could do standing in love with you