Lyrics The Birds Will Still Be Singing - Elvis Costello, The Brodsky Quartet

The Birds Will Still Be Singing

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 lovers dust and humourous bones
Banish all dismay
Extinguish every sorrow
Eternity stinks, my darling.
thats no joke
Dont waste your precious time pretending youre
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 Im lost or Im forgiven
The birds will still be singing
Its so hard to tear myself away
Even when you know its over
Its too much to say.
Banish all dismay
Extinguish every sorrow
If Im lost or Im forgiven
The birds will still be singing