Lyrics Un Dernier Verre (Pour La Route) - 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 bell's chime seven times
Completed at nine
The world moves on, I find
No, but I
Learned of time by your hands
And in shallow waters, then
I learned not to swim but to lie
I await for none, ten or twenty to burn out
I insist on doubts
We′re already laying on the glass, the glass