Close Lobsters - In Spite Of These Times Lyrics
Force me back, I can't sleep late whenYou won't let the moon get you downI didn't make a sound while you sleptThe walls of the world just gave wayIt's not like you to be so graveMaybe you picked up that trait from meFrom your windowI asked the skyWhen can you fit me inPromise me that you'll never forget in spite of these timesPromise me that you'll never forget in spite of these timesMy line in sight of everythingA hand held me in from the maelstromA warm hand, a sticky handHeld me in from the mobIt's just like me to get so goneI don't recall where I picked up that trait fromFrom your windowI asked the skyWhen can you fit me inPromise me that you'll never forget in spite of these timesPromise me that you'll never forget in spite of these timesDon't let it slip through your handsDon't let it slip through your handsForce me back, I can't sleep late whenYou won't let the moon get you downI didn't make a sound while you sleptThe walls of the world just gave wayProblems and maelstrom and pestilence and plagueFrom your windowI asked the skyWhen can you fit me inPromise me that you'll never forget in spite of these timesPromise me that you'll never forget in spite of these timesDon't let it slip through your handsDon't let it slip through your handsDon't let it slip through your handsDon't let it slip through your fingers