Interpol - A Time To Be So Small Lyrics

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We saw you from the urchin's side, from under the boat 
We saw you making knots, we saw you get the rope 
The boy appearing on the deck and making it lurch 
And the bubble of your interest ready to burst

He whistles and he runs

We saw you in distraction: a sleeping, slow despair 
Rehearsing interaction, he wasn't even there 
A creature is a creature, though you wish you were the wind 
The boat will not stop moving if you tie him up until the end

He whistles and he runs so hold him fast 
Breathe the burn, you want to let it last 
He might succumb to what you haven't seen 
He has a keen eye for what you used to be 

When the cadaverous mob
Saves its doors for the dead men
You cannot leave

When the cadaverous mob
Saves its doors for the dead men
You cannot leave

When the cadaverous mob
Saves its doors for the dead men
You cannot leave

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lyrics submitted by Marysia
lyrics corrected by suzy on 08-11-2005