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Empty Chair by the Door 1 by Wanyama

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Empty Chair by the Door 1

Soul,Any Vocals

0:003:31
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Description
(Production notes: Soul arrangement — warm Hammond organ under verses, subtle brushed drums, a gentle horn hit entering each chorus, and vocal layering + strings on the final chorus for lift.)
[Verse 1]
Since daddy was buried the kitchen light stays on,
His old leather wallet sits folded on the phone.
My math notes scatter where the table used to be,
The kettle still whistles at five like he promised me.
[Pre-Chorus]
Pages flip like restless feet across this wooden floor,
Every quiet room keeps asking me what I came here for.
[Chorus 1]
Daddy, your chair’s still empty by the door,
My books feel heavier than ever before.
I’m learning to breathe through the ache and the strain —
But your voice keeps steady like thunder before rain.
[Verse 2]
The uniform’s folded, the bus stop’s quieter now,
The bench at school remembers the jokes we’d allow.
My pen stalls mid-sentence on a page with your name,
A line of your advice I can hear in the refrain.
[Pre-Chorus 2]
Night drags the curtains like memories on string,
I try to solve the problems you used to help me bring.
[Chorus 2]
Daddy, your chair’s still empty by the door,
But I find your laughter on the kitchen floor.
I keep your small lessons tucked inside my day —
Your steady hand in the little things that stay.
[Bridge]
I fold your stories into plans for my exams,
Turn our quiet mornings into stronger hands.
Where the grief is loud, I’ll build a steady sound —
I’ll carry your voice when I stand on my ground.
[Final Chorus - Lifted]
Daddy, your chair’s still empty by the door,
Now I’ll fill the silence with what you stood for.
I’ll say your name when the doubt starts to rise —
I’ll make these books our plan, and I’ll reach for the skies.
[Outro]
Since daddy was buried the days learned how to bend,
But your warmth is my refuge, your courage is my friend.
A horn breathes softly as the last light pours,
I walk forward steady with your chair by the door.
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