Brett Anderson - Hymn lyrics

Shining through the plate gla**, 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