To the tune of "Empty Chairs at Empy Tables" from Les Miserables
Excerpt from Star Wars: Musical Edition.
Filked by SirRogue

There's a grief that can't be spoken
There's a pain goes on and on
Empty chairs on empty starships
Now my friends are dead and gone

They fought fiercely to spread freedom
From Kkashyyyk to Alderaan
Dying bravely over Yavin
And at Hoth to save our band

I've had far too many friendships
Die to end the Empire's reign
All their sacrifices saved us
And I can see them now
In all the faces of our pilots
The same ideals they fought for
As we go to face our fate, Endor

Oh my friends my friends forgive me
That I live and you are gone
There's a grief that can't be spoken
There's a pain goes on and on

Phantom voices in the squadron
Phantom shadows by the score
Empty chairs on empty starships
Where my friends will fly no more

Oh, my friends, we fight to honor
what your sacrifice was for
As new friends fill empty starships
So your souls can fly once more