First Thing To Go Was The Sound Of His Voice, Ah
It Echoes Still, I′m Sure, But I Can't Hear It
Was It Gentle Or Cold? Or Maybe Just Noise?I Heard What I Wanted Until I Couldn′t

And I'm Scared To Lose, Ah
What's Left Of You

Time Moves Slow, I Just Talk To Myself
I Finish My Own Sentences The Way You Used To
Why Do Memories Glow The Way Real Moments Don′t?
Ah, My Altar Is Full Of All Love′s Delusions

And I'm (hmm-hmm)
And I′m (hmm-hmm)
And I'm Scared To Lose
(And I′m) What's Left Of You
And I Should Forget
But I Love What′s Left

The First Thing To Go Was The Sound Of His Voice