Un Dernier Verre (Pour la Route) Lyrics

by Beirut

Come sit at the table
Under October's able skies
Once we'd seen eye to eye
I'd known that I'd pass you by, and I tried

The bells chime seven times
Completed at nine
The world moves slower, I find

No, but I learned of time
By your hands
And in shallow waters' end
I learned not to swim but to lie

I'll wait for now
'Til it's ready to burn out
I insist on doubts
We're already lying on the glass, the glass