background noise

Pulp

I walked out of the house, it began to rain
I got on a train, started thinking about being single again
I got off at the next station, went to Westfield
Trying to buy myself some time
But now I m back here and I m trying to explain

What brought me back?
Just a hunch
Just an inkling
Just a feeling

A suspicion
A compromise
Force of habit
But I got this feeling

Over years

Love turns into background noise
Like this ringing in my ears
Like the buzzing of a fridge
You only notice when it disappears

I got no evidence
Don t remember the first time
Or the last time
Or the way we got from here to there
Should I keep you at arm s length?
Too far away, I ll die of cold
Too close, I lose my teeth and hair

It s only real if you don t know where you re going
If you don t know what you re feeling
The afternoon sunlight in your hair
Feet on the moss
Jesus Christ now, what a feeling

How could I know?

Love turns into background noise
Like this ringing in my ears
Like the buzzing of a fridge
You only notice when it disappears

Love turns into background noise
Like this ringing in my ears
Like the buzzing of a fridge
You only notice when it disappears

No, no, no, no background noise
No more ringing in my ears
No more buzzing like a fridge
You only notice when it disappears