Dear when I touch your facenI can no longer hearnThe sound of a million heartsnBeating together as onennAnd when the night is gonenAnd when the dawn has comenI will take the daylight onnMy cheeks will dry off in the sunnnThough my heart once was broke, it's been mendednAnd the sting of the fracture has endednBut still the sound of the hearts that are breakingnAnd boots that are knocking pervadesnnBefore the day that I first touched your facenOh, the roar of these things filled my earsnThen I embraced you and (made partly deaf)nI could just hear our breath as we breathednnUp 'til that day I could hear themnAnd the sound as they broke, it was fearsomenThat was until your arms opened up widenAnd the treasure therein was made minennThere is a noise that is taking their placenIn the hollow of my inner earnIt is far more than the sum of its partsnA white noise as warm as the sunnnNow that I've found you dearnTheir plight has lost immediacynAnd now that I've touched your facenThe noise fades from memorynI guess we'll forget the soundnI guess, I guessnMy cheeks will dry off innThe sun, the sunnI guess we'll forget the soundnI guess, I guess