Interpol - A Time To Be Small

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A time to be so small

Saw you from the urchin side

Saw him under the boat

Saw you making knots

Saw you get the rope

Boy appearing on the deck

Making it lurch

Bubble of your interests

Ready to burst

He whistles and he runs

Saw you in distraction

The Sleeping slow despair

Rehearsing an erection

He wasn't even there

Feature 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

Reap 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 see (*)

when the cadaverous mob

Saves the doors for the dead man

You can not leave

I want you to be there

When he gets to the end

Have to find a way

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