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 humerus 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

Copyright: BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Elvis Costello, Ian Belton, Jacqueline Thomas, Michael James Thomas, Paul Cassidy