Nothing Touches Me

Tomorrow's down the line

My hands they bite the sea

My mind can't make it move

Nothing touches me

The morning's out of reach

From the frozen sleep

I want to be a child

Nothing touches me

I know it's been so long

Too long to say why

You must think I've lost my head

Think you're probably right

I ride the evening sun

And pour the wine, dark sky

The Earth is blood and rust

It swims in to the tide

If I could finger the wind of days

And figure a clever weave

I'd tie you to my soul

Nothing touches me

I cannot say so long

It's just hung up to dry

I eat my every desire

Too heavy to fly

Tomorrow's down the line

My hands, they bite the sea

But my mind can't make it move

And nothing touches me