The date was set, this night was saved (the music played) For holy vows to be unmade Silent bouquets fell to the floor (with no remorse) Forsaking what they're living for Your passion cut so deep, it bled But now, the songwriter is dead Now here's to the way, here's to the truth Here's to the life that you once knew before your passion died inside of you Now here's to the song that you once played Before all meaning died and all the words faded away We are composers who have fallen We are the poets who've died young We are directors who've forgotten We are life's writers and all our hope is gone How far will we fall? Our passion dies, here tonight. We've forsaken our first love... Look how far we've fallen from!
The date was set, this night was saved (the music played) For holy vows to be unmade Silent bouquets fell to the floor (with no remorse) Forsaking what they're living for Your passion cut so deep, it bled But now, the songwriter is dead Now here's to the way, here's to the truth Here's to the life that you once knew before your passion died inside of you Now here's to the song that you once played Before all meaning died and all the words faded away We are composers who have fallen We are the poets who've died young We are directors who've forgotten We are life's writers and all our hope is gone How far will we fall? Our passion dies, here tonight. We've forsaken our first love... Look how far we've fallen from!
