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