Lyrics:

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