This is the end
Of every song that we sing
The fire burned out to ash
And the stars
Grown dim with tears

Cold and afraid
The ghosts of all that we’ve been
We toast with bitter dregs
To our emptiness

And the birds
Falling out of our skies
And the words
Falling out of our minds
And here is to love
To all the love
Falling out of our lives

Hopes and dreams are gone
The end of every song

And it all stops
We were always sure
That we would never change
And it all stops
We were always sure
That we would stay the same
But it all stops
And we close our eyes
To sleep
To dream
A boy and girl
Who dream the world is nothing
But a dream

Where did it go?
Where did it go?
Broken voiced lament
To call us home

This is the end
Of every song we sing
Alone