The Brodsky Quartet

The Birds Will Still Be Singing


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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 humorous 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 lilies
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


Writer/s: BELTON, IAN DEREK / CASSIDY, PAUL MARTIN / THOMAS, JACQUELINE LUCY KATHERINE / THOMAS, MICHAEL HENRY / COSTELLO, ELVIS

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