Norma Waterson
The Birds Will Still Be Singing
Summertime withers as the sun descendsHe wants to kiss you. Will you condescend?Before you wake and find a chill within your bonesUnder a fine canopy of lover's dust and humourous bonesBanish all dismayExtinguish every sorrowEternity stinks, my darling. That's no jokeDon't waste your precious time pretending you'reheartbrokenThere will be tears and candlesPretty words to saySpare me lily-white lilliesWith the awful perfume of decayBanish all dismayExtinguish every sorrowIf I'm lost or I'm forgivenThe birds will still be singingIt's so hard to tear myself awayEven when you know it's overIt's too much to say.Banish all dismayExtinguish every sorrowIf I'm lost or I'm forgivenThe birds will still be singing
From Letras Mania