Hymn Lyrics

Brett Anderson Hymn

Hymn



Shining through the plate glass, hyacinths and Spanish
stars

All day caught on camera

The climbing sun, the fading dawn, like a hymn to our
love

Somewhere there's a starling, gliding through the morning

Moving so slowly

The climbing sun, the fading dawn, like a hymn to London

Commencing, commencing, commencing with the day

Commencing with the day, commencing with the day


By astroangel