Letras...(1): A Time So Be Small - Interpol

This is my time, this is your time, a time to be so small

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
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
But 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 wannna 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

Ooooooo
Ooooooooo ooo ooo oooooooooo

When the cadaverous mob saves its doors for the dead men