Are you telling me it's over?
Disintegrating, lost, and there's nothing I can do
Before you drop another verbal bomb
Can I arm myself with Sazan 16 shades of blue?
As my heart is slowly ripping into pieces
Disconnecting from the circuits of my mind
You'll get over it, you say
In time, in time
If the clocks are black
I'll do everything, everything but
Of remembering
Hi!
Are we made in time?
Clocks are black
You say get over it if 50 is the new black
Hooray, this could be your lucky day
But my cables, they are surging
Almost over, overloading
As you disengage
Could you hold me?
I'll be slowly ripping into pieces
Disconnecting from the circuits of your mind
We'll get over it, you say
In time, in time
If the clocks are black
I'll do everything, everything but
Of remembering
How we made it, the clocks are black
That's it, you're done
You screwed up your life
Before it's begun
There are those who say
I am now too old to play
See over there at 33
She fears she'll lose her mind
That's her job because they hear the ticking of her clock
At only 15, I said 15
They say her future's bleak
She should have started this side
Three
As her heart is slowly ripping into pieces
Disconnecting from the circuits of her mind
She'll get over it, you say
In time, in time
Stop all the time
If the clocks are black
I'll do everything, everything but
Of remembering
How we made it back
To the place where we started

How our clocks are black
Before you drop another verbal bomb
Can I arm myself with Cezanne's 16 shades of
Blue?