A background noise, a backdrop
a caressing sound, a home for thoughts of you
and hopes of happiness and dreams of days
and nights and times to be together

Lost in the pour in the dark and flashes of light
and remembering right the falling and catching
and pain of resurrecting in the eyes of you as you faded away,
in the eyes of me as you faded away, in the tears I see falling
from the faces of angels to me

Some influence by The Cure.