(Verlaine)
Brother tears
funny sometimes
Mind your manners
by the ocean
Oh it is your finest hour
gliding, gliding
Yeah, it is your finest hour
sliding, sliding
Must be a memory, or something
You said you are
living neutral
Slowly coming
into morning
Oh it is your finest hour
gliding, gliding
Yeah, it is your finest hour
sliding, sliding
Must be a memory, or something
Oh it is your finest hour
gliding, gliding
Yeah, it is your finest hour
sliding, sliding
Must be a memory, or something
besides...
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