A Crouching Tiger Waits for Prey That Never Comes

What is the sound that creeps through my window as I try to sleep?
What does your voice sound like.
When it's being carried by the wind?
I've been tracking fragments.
You've been getting dark.
Sometimes I hope this emptiness.
This nothing that I feel.
Is a sign that you don't think of me anymore.
Can you feel it when I think of you?
Can you feel it when I think of you?
I've known you too long to.
Have just forgotten the words to your gospel (song).
So why can't I hear it sung on the breeze?
I could pick your voice out from a choir.
Of everybody's prayers but mine.
So why can't I.
Remember the way that you sounded back when you told me you loved me?
I can't hear your voice if I cannot see your face.
I don't want you to know what I've been thinking.
I've been thinking things are better when I'm gone.