Losing My Touch

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