A Minor 4-4 The Strokes

Well on top of me you'd look this way
Saying to me that I would say
Every little creature that lives alone
Time gets enough to get him sit right down

And now time's a reaching and I'm not there
Yes and I and I have said
All the little people, they're in your way
A little treasure, someone, too far away, oh

And I'm tired
But I'm older
And I said that I was wrong
And I'm not going that way
See I ain't going that way
And I'm not going that way
Yeah, and I'm not going that way
Alright!

And I touch it all, it's in your face
Bring it down and it's past his visit
All the little poeple that run around
And I touch them someone that's underground

And he outsprung the corpse to life
And all the town that was outdoors
Finally a part of something new
I'll show them all back home