(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...