Sanctuary Songtext
von Marty Willson-Piper

After the party with wine in your hair
There′s a shot in the dark so you fall in despair
And you chipped your teeth, so loose when you speak
And there's tunes in your head ′til 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 the cup

Farewell Saturday
No 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


There is lice and the silence remains on the bed
As the hue of the sun whispers "Leave" to the dead
And the glow won′t wash off when you′re already gone
And you lock all the doors where the silence is shunned
A sip of green poison that jigs your blood
'Til 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
No 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

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