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      [chorus]   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