Alone (Ex-Easter Island Head Remix)

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 Where did it go? Where did it go? Broken-voiced lament to call us home This is the end of every song that we sing Alone