Salt in the Breeze

You know where we stand
And I found it slipping through the broken fingers
Of my broken hands

In your house of blank cards
I saw a diamond king and queen treading softly
Over diamond shards

And count, the stones... by the sea
While the ocean breathes

Across, from the Severn Sea she waits
Trying desperately to remember
Her latest, greatest mistake
Across, from the Severn Sea she waits
Already half an hour too late
But she does nothing to save herself...