Your Finest Hour

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