Losing Touch

[Verse 1] Console me in my darkest hour Convince me that the truth is always gray Caress me in your velvet chair Conceal me from the ghost you cast away [Chorus] I ain't in no hurry You go run and tell your friends I'm losin' touch Fill their heads with rumors of impending doom It must be true [Verse 2] Console me in my darkest hour And tell me that you always hear my cries I wonder what you've got conspired I'm sure it dawns a consolation prize [Chorus] I ain't in no hurry You go run and tell your friends I'm losin' touch Fill the night with stories, the legend grows [Post-Chorus] Of how you got lost But you made your way back home You sold your soul Like a roamin' vagabond, yeah [Bridge] I heard you found a wishing well In the city Console me in my darkest hour (In my darkest hour) Then you throw me down [Chorus] I ain't in no hurry You go run and tell your friends I'm losin' touch Fill your crown with rumors Impending doom It must be true [Post-Chorus] But you made your way back home You sold your soul like a roamin' vagabond And about how you got lost But you made your way back home You went and sold your soul An allegiance dead and gone I'm losin' touch