Ticking of the clock, a crash upon the rocks,
This is it I guess - S.O.S.,
Slowly took your best as you tried to stay afloat,
You swallow what you can and the rest you sugar-coat.

The guard just looked away, the moment has her say.

Said these storms are too strong on the sea of my winter,
Look at me, I'm all cursed with this thirst to remember,
If my lips touch the host I will be alright,
And we all feel the crush, velvet glove, starlight.

Here's the trapeze act landing in your lap,
Kill the safety net - S.O.S.,
Play hard then we're gone - are we still having fun'
Then you break for home like Jackie Robinson.

The spirit will take wings, adagio for strings.

Said these storms are too strong on the sea of my winter,
Look at me, I'm all cursed with this thirst to remember,
If my lips touch the host I will be alright,
Don't we all feel the crush, velvet glove, starlight'
And we all feel the crush, velvet glove, starlight.