Your Finest Hour Lyrics

(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...