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

The Birds Will Still Be Singing - Norma Waterson