"The Chair" by Vicki Bisio

Heyy! this is an original song and video entirely written, sung, played, taped and edited by me for a communications project. Enjoy!
*And a special thanks to Alyssa Jones, Janet Hertz, Kaitlyn Kinsey and David Bisio for being in the video :)

P.S. the audio is really quiet so you may have to turn it up!!!


"The Chair"

And the chair just waits there silently
For its emptiness to get the best of me
Going slowly mad because its vacancy
Is not according to plan
Its so quiet that I hear the whispers nextdoor
And the change that spilled on the second floor
And I just can't wait anymore
Because I dont understand

Should I be apathetic, sympathetic?
Or would you just prefer pathetic?
Pathetically, nervously, continually waiting
For the one in my life who's complicating
To walk through my door and sit in that chair
Well now its too late, theres no room there.

And the grass just sways in the field by itself
Not smushed by the weight of anyone else
And I feel so angry I could melt
Its gettin pretty hot
And the world rushes by at an overwhelming speed
Its too close to tell what will take the lead
Will you get what you want or will you get what you need?
Or will you stick with what youve got?

Should I be apathetic, sympathetic?
Or would you just prefer pathetic?
Pathetically, nervously, continually waiting
For the one in my life whos complicating
To walk through my door and sit in that chair
Well now its too late, theres no room there.

And the paint's still dripping, drying, chipping away
And everything reminds me of things you used to say
But I'm caring less and less each day
And thats alright with me
Its nice now i get to just sit and watch the lights
Flickering off to the distance and into the night
And it feels so different, but it feels so right
I like feeling free

Should I be apathetic, sympathetic?
Or would you just prefer pathetic?
Pathetically, nervously, continually waiting
For the one in my life whos complicating
To walk through my door and sit in that chair
Well now its too late, theres no room there.

Your chairs not empty, anymore
And my music's too loud to hear the knock on the door
And I don't care if it rains or if it pours
Cause I could use a drink
And maybe you won't come, or maybe you will
Or maybe you'll move or stand perfectly still
Was this for a joke or was this for a thrill?
What were you think-ing?

Did you really think that I could just save you a seat?
That when you walked through the door, I'd bow at your feet?
Like I was sitting, waiting, wishing with nothing to do?
Well baby I'm sorry.
My world never revolved around you.

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• Chair
• orginal
• acoustic
• guitar
• vicki
• bisio
• alyssa
• jones
• kaitlyn
• kinsey
• janet
• hertz
• david
• north
• penn
• communications
• project

[apskim]

I love you vikci!!!! =[ i miss you guys soooo much.

love you!!

[Jallo22811]

i just fell in love with this song...=]

[anitaaoh]

oh my goodness, i love it! i love your voice - i love that fleece ;) and i can't wait to jam and duet and errrthing.<3