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STING Live from the Bataclan, 12th November 2016, Directed by Alexandre Buisson / Co-Produced by Universal Music France-OFF PRODUCTIONS/NEUTRA PRODUCTION, 2016.

Academy Award Nominee Best original song “THE EMPTY CHAIR” performed by STING. Music & Lyrics written by three-time Academy Award® nominee J. RALPH and four-time Academy Award® Nominee STING for the Oscar nominated and Emmy winning feature documentary “JIM: THE JAMES FOLEY STORY” directed by Brian Oakes. "The Empty Chair" produced, Engineered and Mixed by J. Ralph / Co-Produced by Arthur Pingrey / Recorded at "The Theater" NYC November 28th, 2015.

AVAILABLE ON ITUNES AND ALL DIGITAL PLATFORMS FRIDAY December 23, 2016
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“The Empty Chair”
Music & Lyrics by J. Ralph & Sting © 2016
Produced by J. Ralph
Co-Produced by Arthur Pingrey

LYRICS:
If I should close my eyes
That my soul can see
And there’s a place at the table
That you saved for me
So many thousand miles
O’er land and sea
I hope to dare
That you hear my prayer
And somehow I’ll be there

There’s but a concrete floor
Where my head will lay
And the walls of this prison
Are as cold as clay
But there’s a shaft of light
Where I count my days
So don’t despair
Of the empty chair
And somehow I’ll be there

Some days I’m strong
Some days I’m weak
And days when I’m broken
I can barely speak
There’s a place in my head
Where my thoughts still roam
And somehow I’ve come home

And when the winter comes
And the trees lie bare
And you just stare out the window
In the darkness there
Well I was always late
For every meal, you’ll swear

But keep my place
And the empty chair
And somehow I’ll be there
And somehow I’ll be there

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