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
