lirik lagu elvis costello – favourite hour
figure hanging on a leather band
cog consults the watch he cups in his hand
bejewelled movement measures lost and vanished time
pray for the boy who makes his bed in cold earth and quicklime
so stay the hands, arrest the time
’till i am captured by your touch
blessings i don’t count
small mercies and such
the flags may lower as we approach the favourite hour
now there’s a tragic waste of brutal youth
strip and polish this unvarnished truth
the tricky door that gapes beneath the ragged noose
the crippled verdict begs again for the lamest excuse
so stay the hands, arrest the time
’till i am captured by your touch
blessings i don’t count
small mercies and such
the flags may lower as we approach the favourite hour
pull out my eyes so i may never spy
waving branches as they’re waving goodbye
their vile perfume brings to my mouth a bitter taste
the murmuring brooks had best speak up, it’s a terrible waste
so stay the hands, arrest the time
’till i am captured by your touch
blessings i don’t count
small mercies and such
the flags may lower as we approach the favourite hour
Lirik lagu lainnya:
- lirik lagu elvis presley – harem holiday
- lirik lagu george jones – let it rain let it shine
- lirik lagu frank zappa – can’t afford no shoes
- lirik lagu gino vannelli – jack miraculous
- lirik lagu elvis presley – confidence
- lirik lagu george jones – if you got the money
- lirik lagu frank zappa – debra kadabra
- lirik lagu elvis costello – seconds of pleasure
- lirik lagu gino vannelli – son of a new york gun
- lirik lagu elvis presley – blowin’ in the wind