This Table Songtext
von Fascinating Aïda

This dear old kitchen table bears the scars of all our celebrations
It proudly wears its marks and stains
Like an old soldier′s decorations
We take our customary places, self-appointed, not dictated
And warmly greet familiar faces in the circle we've created
Each time we meet, the wrinkles show that time is passing ever quicker
But to each other, we still look the same across the candle′s flicker

Lay one place fewer at the table
And shuffle up the empty spaces
We'll talk and smile as best we're able
Try not to count the missing faces
Time is a thief who steals our treasure
Life never gives, it merely lends
So laugh and cry in equal measure
And celebrate that we were friends


The scrubbed and faded grooves have
Long absorbed our foolish indiscretions
It′s heard our quarrels, our rapprochements
Our denials and confessions
It′s heard our trials and tribulations, our triumphs and our glories
If only it could speak, you'd hear it tell a thousand secret stories
It′s brought old enemies together
And will do the same for many another
For when we sit around the table, we are forced to face each other

Lay one place fewer at the table
And shuffle up the empty spaces
We'll talk and smile as best we′re able
Try not to count the missing faces
Time is a thief who steals our treasure
Life never gives, it merely lends
So laugh and cry in equal measure
And celebrate that we were friends
So laugh and cry in equal measure
And celebrate that we were friends