Un Dernier Verre (Pour La Route)

Lyrics for Un Dernier Verre (Pour La Route)

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