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