There is an inscription Written in blue In a New York poetry collection A birthday gift from you It says: Someday take these words from the page Make them dance, give them life on a stage That was the dawn of the legendary hearts We had a dream that Seemed so simple at the start To make an honest living Making honest art And here I am Trying to make sense of it all Up all night Trying to make sense of it all When you told me it was over I lost my self control I was drunk, but now I'm sober Out here on my own Though I still meant every word that I said I do regret throwing a drum at your head But I'ts the end of the legendary hearts We gave it everything And all we got was scarred Our fire burned out when It was still a spark And here I am Trying to make sense of it all Up all night Trying to make sense of it all So, goodbye to the legendary hearts Goodbye to the legendary hearts Light a candle, the world is getting dark And here I am Trying to make sense of it all Up all night Trying to make sense of it all