Favourite Hour (フェイヴァリット・アワー) (Live)-Elvis Costello

[ti:Favourite Hour] [ar:Elvis Costello] [al:Costello: My Flame Burns Blue] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Favourite Hour - Elvis Costello (埃尔维斯 科斯特洛) [00:26.14]Figure hanging on a leather band [00:32.20] [00:33.39]Cog consults the watch he cups in his hand [00:39.63] [00:40.45]Bejewelled movement measures lost and vanished time [00:48.62]Pray for the boy who makes his bed in cold earth and quicklime [00:56.37]So stay the hands arrest the time [01:01.35]Till I am captured by your touch [01:05.04] [01:05.60]Blessings I don't count [01:10.03]Small mercies and such [01:12.77] [01:14.20]The flags may lower as we approach the favourite hour [01:21.82] [01:27.20]Now there's a tragic waste of brutal youth [01:32.37] [01:34.55]Strip and polish this unvarnished truth [01:42.11] [01:42.97]The tricky door that gapes beneath the ragged noose [01:49.65] [01:51.59]The crippled verdict begs again for the lamest excuse [01:59.16] [01:59.91]So stay the hands arrest the time [02:03.84] [02:04.46]Till I am captured by your touch [02:08.39] [02:08.95]Blessings I don't count [02:13.39]Small mercies and such [02:16.57] [02:17.76]The flags may lower as we approach the favourite hour [02:25.56] [02:34.16]Put out my eyes so I may never spy [02:39.78] [02:42.04]Waving branches as they're waving goodbye [02:48.82] [02:49.77]Their vile perfume brings to my mouth a bitter taste [02:57.76] [02:58.83]The murmuring brooks had best speak up it's a terrible waste [03:07.19]So stay the hands arrest the time [03:11.68] [03:12.55]Till I am captured by your touch [03:16.49] [03:17.42]Blessings I don't count [03:22.23]Small mercies and such [03:25.97] [03:26.97]The flags may lower as we approach the favourite hour