Empty Corridors (Live) - Ben Howard

Tore open the package it was an empty box No meaning to me, just an empty box Sender was a woman Sender was a woman She said, she's sending me everything that I, I I never gave her before She said, "Fill it up and send it back Fill it up and send it back" So I sent her back an empty box A big mistake, sent back an empty box Half in the shadows, half in the husky moonlight And half insane just a sound I cross them to a valley, a valley so dark That when I look back, I can't see where I began I can't see my hands, I don't even know if my eyes are open In the mornin' I was by the sea And I swam out as far as I could swim Until' I was too tired to swim anymore And then I floated And tried to get my strength back And then an empty box came floatin' by An empty box and I crawled inside Half in the shadows, half in the husky moonlight And half insane just a sound in the night Half in the shadows, half in the husky moonlight And half insane just a sound Alright

She lifts her skirt up to her knees Walks through the garden rows with her bare feet, laughing I never learned to count my blessings I choose instead to dwell in my disasters Walk on down the hill Through the grass grown tall and brown And still it's hard somehow to let go of my pain On past the busted back Of that old and rusted Cadillac That sinks into this field collecting rain Will I always feel this way? So empty, so estranged Of these cutthroat busted sunsets These cold and damp white mornings I have grown weary If through my cracked and dusty dimestore lips I spoke these words out loud would no one hear me Lay your blouse across the chair Let fall the flowers from your hair And kiss me with that country mouth so plain Outside the rain is tapping on the leaves To me it sounds like they're applauding us The quiet love we make Will I always feel this way? So empty, so estranged Well I looked my demons in the eye Laid bare my chest said do your best destroy me See I've been to hell and back so many times I must admit you kinda bore me There's a lot of things that can kill a man There's a lot of ways to die Yes and some already dead who walk beside me There's a lot of things I don't understand Why so many people lie Well it's the hurt I hide that fuels the fire inside me. Will I always feel this way? So empty, so estranged

I remember it all Like it was yesterday Could've been a dream or Was it something different? Standing here alone I know it was worth it The sleepless nights The days went on and on and on And you disappeared into somewhere else Now I'm all alone But I'll always remember I'll always remember us Baby I miss you more and more with every day I'll find a way back to when you were mine And how we used to dance Through the corridors of time Baby I'm following the visions of my heart I'll find a way back to when you were mine And how we used to dance Through the corridors of time Us Baby (Baby) (Baby, baby) I remember it all Like it was yesterday Could've been a dream or Was it something different? Standing here alone I know it was worth it The sleepless nights The days went on and on and on And you disappeared into somewhere else Now I'm all alone Baby I miss you more and more with every day I'll find a way back to when you were mine And how we used to dance Through the corridors of time Baby (Where did you go? Where are you now?) Us Baby (Baby) Us

Mr. Hughes, how are you? I know it's been a while But I've been dying, trying to capture A billion smiles People like us, we are Always misunderstood Though there's ups and downs the bad outshines the good Howard you're a 10, but I'm not sure this ends well Hold it close to your heart What ever happened to Howard Hughes? I guess life wasn't good to you You gave it all you got, and still they threw you out For being you Even with our success we're as good as dead Our worst critics were in our head Society don't accept me or you And all our friends agree People say we're done for We're liabilities But I brought property on the thin line between genius and insanity You wrote the books on brains and wealth, and looks Ahead of both our times Free thinkers only thrive in history books Howard you're a 10, but I'm not sure this ends well Hold it close to your heart What ever happened to Howard Hughes? I guess life wasn't good to you You gave it all you got, and still they threw you out For being you Even with our success we're as good as dead Our worst critics were in our head Society don't accept me or you And all our friends agree Howard, my dear Was it films and planes that made you this way? Howard, my dear They spoke and we're jokes Howard you're a 10, but I'm not sure this ends well Hold it close to your heart What ever happened to Howard Hughes? I guess life wasn't good to you You gave it all you got, and still they threw you out For being you Even with our success we're as good as dead Our worst critics were in our head Society don't accept me or you And all our friends agree