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