The Songwriter Lyrics

The date was set, this night was saved
(the music played) for holy vows to be unmade
Silent boquets fell to the floor
(with no remorse) forsaking what they're living for

Your passion cut so deep, it bled
But now, the Song-Writer 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 in you
Here's to the song that you once played
Before all meaning died and all your passion 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

Now here's to the way, here's to the truth
Here's to the life that you once knew before your passion died in you
Here's to the song that you once played
Before all meaning died and all your passion began to fade away

How far will we fall? Our passion dies here tonight.
We've forsaken our first love. Look how far we've fallen from!