After the party with wine in your hair
There's a shot in the dark so you'll fall in despair
And you've chipped your tooth, so you whistle when you speak
And there's tunes in your head till the end of the week

The feast in your hair is up to a swing
But whoever you touch, you don't feel anything
So you brush off the cobwebs that seal you up
To get past the part with the crack in your cup

Farewell Saturday, love tomorrow
Always the next day for to find sanctuary
For there's unkept promises, crimes and jealousies
Always the next day for to find sanctuary

Then a slice of the silence remains on the bed
As the hue of the sun whispers heat to the dead
And the glow won't wash off when you're already gone
And you lock all the doors where the silence just shone

A sip of green poison that jades your blood
Till the blue of your veins turns as brown as the mud
The continental shift in your earthquake heart
It isn't a cure but at least it's a start

Farewell Saturday, love tomorrow
Always the next day for to find sanctuary
For there's unkept promises, crimes and jealousies
Always the next day for to find sanctuary

Sanctuary, sanctuary
Sanctuary, sanctuary