Close Lobsters – In Spite Of These Times lyrics

Force me back, I can't sleep late when
You won't let the moon get you down
I didn't make a sound while you slept
The walls of the world just gave way
It's not like you to be so grave
Maybe you picked up that trait from me

From your window
I asked the sky
When can you fit me in
Promise me that you'll never forget in spite of these times
Promise me that you'll never forget in spite of these times

My line in sight of everything
A hand held me in from the maelstrom
A warm hand, a sticky hand
Held me in from the mob
It's just like me to get so gone
I don't recall where I picked up that trait from

From your window
I asked the sky
When can you fit me in
Promise me that you'll never forget in spite of these times
Promise me that you'll never forget in spite of these times

Don't let it slip through your hands
Don't let it slip through your hands

Force me back, I can't sleep late when
You won't let the moon get you down
I didn't make a sound while you slept
The walls of the world just gave way
Problems and maelstrom and pestilence and plague

From your window
I asked the sky
When can you fit me in
Promise me that you'll never forget in spite of these times
Promise me that you'll never forget in spite of these times

Don't let it slip through your hands
Don't let it slip through your hands
Don't let it slip through your hands
Don't let it slip through your fingers