《Favourite Hour》歌词

[00:00:00] Favourite Hour - Elvis Costello (埃尔维斯 科斯特洛)

[00:00:01] Written by：Elvis Costello

[00:00:06] Figure hanging on a leather band

[00:00:15] Cog consults the watch he cups in his hand

[00:00:22] Bejewelled movement

[00:00:24] Measures lost and vanished time

[00:00:31] Pray for the boy who makes his bed in cold

[00:00:36] Earth and quicklime

[00:00:39] So stay the hands arrest the time

[00:00:45] Till I am captured by your touch

[00:00:49] Blessings I don't count

[00:00:54] Small mercies and such

[00:00:58] The flags may lower

[00:01:01] As we approach the favourite hour

[00:01:10] Now theres a tragic waste of brutal youth

[00:01:19] Strip and polish this unvarnished truth

[00:01:27] The tricky door that gapes beneath the ragged noose

[00:01:36] The crippled verdict

[00:01:38] Begs again for the lamest excuse

[00:01:45] So stay the hands arrest the time

[00:01:50] Till I am captured by your touch

[00:01:55] Blessings I don't count

[00:02:00] Small mercies and such

[00:02:05] The flags may lower

[00:02:07] As we approach the favourite hour

[00:02:17] Pull out my eyes so I may never spy

[00:02:26] Waving branches as they're waving goodbye

[00:02:35] Their vile perfume brings to my mouth a bitter taste

[00:02:45] The murmuring brooks had best speak up

[00:02:48] It's a terrible waste

[00:02:54] So stay the hands arrest the time

[00:03:00] Till I am captured by your touch

[00:03:04] Blessings I don't count

[00:03:09] Small mercies and such

[00:03:14] The flags may lower

[00:03:17] As we approach the favourite I