Losing My Touch

I think I'm losing my touch

In thin October sunlight

I don't care too much

I think I'm losing my love

In thin October sunlight

Brushstrokes from above

They say the silver line

I'm silver all the time

There's nothing here for me now

Fall back down with the rain

I'm silver all the same

Nothing's here for me now

I think I'm wasting my breath

With a southern sunset backdrop

We can dance with death

I think I'm wasting my head

With a southern sunset backdrop

All washed out in red

They say the silver line

I'm silver all the time

There's nothing here for me now

Fall back down with the rain

I'm silver all the same

Nothing's here for me now

You open up at night

Right before my eyes

But in morning light

We run and hide