The sound of your voice brings sharp tears to my eyes

It's a feeling of joy which I can't disguise

Nothing but soft laughter trickles from my lips

Where usually only sounds of longing slip

You brighten my day until it's hard to see

And I hang around them with relative ease

As they speak of agony but sing of love

Reminding me that this we can rise above

Will they remember me when I am gone

Will my name come up at a simple song

Will they recall that time we were alive

Calling us all the Psycho-delic Five