A brightness falling through the air

Into the long grass where we lie

The lark spirals upwards in perfect pitch

The plane takes forever crossing the sky



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In the dawn

In the dawn

In the dawn



Dreams burnt away

By the first cigarette of the day

Instincts move us into

The rhythms of love

Soaring into

An exquisite tension

Making gentle pornography together



[chorus]



A brightness falling through the air

Into the long grass where we lie

The lark spirals upwards in perfect pitch

Soaring into

An exquisite tension



[chorus