The Birds Will Still Be Singing

[Sinclair Sofokles]

Summertime withers as the sun descends
he wants to kiss you. Will you condescend ?
Before you wake and find a chill within your bones
Under a fine canopy of lover´s dust and humourous bones
Banish all dismay
Extinguish every sorrow
Eternity stinks, my darling. That´s no joke
Don´t waste your precious time pretending you´re
heartbroken
There will be tears and candles
Pretty words to say
Spare me lily-white lillies
With the awful perfume of decay
Banish all dismay
Extinguish every sorrow
If I´m lost or I´m forgiven
The birds will still be singing

It´s so hard to tear myself away
Even when you know it´s over
It´s too much to say
Banish all dismay
Extinguish every sorrow
If I´m lost or I´m forgiven
The birds will still be singing

Elvis Costello / The Juliet Letters