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A brightness falling through the air
Into the long grass where we lie
A lark spirals upwards in perfect pitch
The plane takes forever crossing the sky

In the dawn (x3)

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

In the dawn (x3)

A brightness falling through the air
Into the grass where we lie
A lark spirals upwards in perfect pitch
Soaring into an exquisite tension

In the dawn (x3)

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