A Time To Be Small Lyrics

A Time To Be Small lyrics

A time to be so small 

Bottom of the ocean

Saw him under the boat

Saw you making knots

Saw you get the rope

A boy appearing on the deck 

Making it lurch

Bubble of your interests 

Ready to burst 



He whistles and he runs 



Saw you in distraction of

Sleeping slow despair

Bursting in a rapture

But he wasn't even there

Feature is a creature

Though you wish you were the wind

Boat will not stop moving 

If you tie him up until the end 



He whistles and he runs so hold him fast

Pray the lord the wants to let it last

He might succumb to what you haven't seen

He has a keen eye for what you didn't see 



when the cadaverous mobs

In the doors to the tent

And man, meanwhile you cannot be 



I want you to be there 

When he gets to the end

Have to find a way