everything is faltering
not quite sure when my real life went off line
and this substitute took its place

i am aching for real love
to be touched by a flawless woman
really touched
touched the way god dreamt it

i am aching to be found happy
on the northern line
by a messenger from heaven
who will stop to tell me
everything is going to plan

i am drunk on white rum and various mixers
it makes me feel more honest

drinking puts me in touch
with the otherwise numbing
total lack of touch