Are you telling me it's over?Disintegrating, lost, and there's nothing I can doBefore you drop another verbal bombCan I arm myself with Sazan 16 shades of blue?As my heart is slowly ripping into piecesDisconnecting from the circuits of my mindYou'll get over it, you sayIn time, in timeIf the clocks are blackI'll do everything, everything butOf rememberingHi!Are we made in time?Clocks are blackYou say get over it if 50 is the new blackHooray, this could be your lucky dayBut my cables, they are surgingAlmost over, overloadingAs you disengageCould you hold me?I'll be slowly ripping into piecesDisconnecting from the circuits of your mindWe'll get over it, you sayIn time, in timeIf the clocks are blackI'll do everything, everything butOf rememberingHow we made it, the clocks are blackThat's it, you're doneYou screwed up your lifeBefore it's begunThere are those who sayI am now too old to playSee over there at 33She fears she'll lose her mindThat's her job because they hear the ticking of her clockAt only 15, I said 15They say her future's bleakShe should have started this sideThreeAs her heart is slowly ripping into piecesDisconnecting from the circuits of her mindShe'll get over it, you sayIn time, in timeStop all the timeIf the clocks are blackI'll do everything, everything butOf rememberingHow we made it backTo the place where we startedHow our clocks are blackBefore you drop another verbal bombCan I arm myself with Cezanne's 16 shades ofBlue?