Template: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 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 lily 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