The End of the Dream

Lyricist: Amy Lee, Terry Balsamo, Tim McCord, Will Hunt     Composer: Amy Lee, Terry Balsamo, Tim McCord, Will Hunt

I found a grave brushed off the face
Felt your light and I remember why I know this place

I found a bird closing her eyes one last time
And I wonder if she dreamed like me

As much as it hurts, ain't it wonderful to feel?
So go on and break your wings
Follow your heart till it bleeds
As we run towards the end of the dream

I'm not afraid
I pushed through the pain and I'm on fire
I remember how to breathe again

As much as it hurts, ain't it wonderful to feel?
So go on and break your wings
Follow your heart till it bleeds
As we run towards the end of the dream

Why must we fall apart to understand how to fly
I will find a way even without wings

Even without wings
Bleeds, follow your heart till it bleeds
As we run towards the end of the dream
Follow your heart till it bleeds
And we've come to the end of the dream