by Brett Anderson on album Slow Attack (Deluxe)

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 mor

by Brett Anderson on album Brett Anderson, An Introduction

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 mor

by Brett Anderson on album Slow Attack

Open up your eyes; see the northern lights, blinking like a jewel, glittering and cruel Summer, calls us to feel love, ah ha ha, ah ha ha Feel love, feel love, Widows like their wine, coded lines are

by Brett Anderson on album Slow Attack

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 mor

by Brett Anderson on album Pop Rock Station by Zegut Volume 3

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 mor

by Brett Anderson on album Pop Rock Station (By Zegut), Vol. 3

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 mor

by Brett Anderson on album Slow Attack (Bonus Version)

Open up your eyes; see the northern lights, blinking like a jewel, glittering and cruel Summer, calls us to feel love, ah ha ha, ah ha ha Feel love, feel love, Widows like their wine, coded lines are

by Brett Anderson on album Slow Attack (Bonus Version)

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 mor

by Brett Anderson on album Slow Attack (Bonus Track Edition)

Open up your eyes; see the northern lights, blinking like a jewel, glittering and cruel Summer, calls us to feel love, ah ha ha, ah ha ha Feel love, feel love, Widows like their wine, coded lines are

by Brett Anderson on album Slow Attack (Bonus Track Edition)

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 mor

by Brett Anderson on album Slow Attack

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 mor

by Brett Anderson on album Slow Attack

Open up your eyes; see the northern lights, blinking like a jewel, glittering and cruel Summer, calls us to feel love, ah ha ha, ah ha ha Feel love, feel love, Widows like their wine, coded lines are

by Brett Anderson on album Slow Attack

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 mor

by Brett Anderson on album Slow Attack

Open up your eyes; see the northern lights, blinking like a jewel, glittering and cruel Summer, calls us to feel love, ah ha ha, ah ha ha Feel love, feel love, Widows like their wine, coded lines are

by Brett Anderson on album Black Rainbows (Deluxe)

Let the game begin I think I know where you've been Wrapped in aching eye Cause that gray flashed in your eyes When you tremble like a rose, Still dressed in summer clothes, still suffering This patt

by Brett Anderson on album Black Rainbows (Deluxe)

Now that fear is all the rage, now that hate is on the page, Carpet burns caressed by salt, strike the matches burn my heart, Paper cuts on sacred skin, blowing down this house of pins And with a love

by Brett Anderson on album Black Rainbows (Deluxe)

Let the game begin I think I know where you've been Wrapped in aching eye Cause that gray flashed in your eyes When you tremble like a rose, Still dressed in summer clothes, still suffering This patt

by Brett Anderson on album Black Rainbows

Now that fear is all the rage, now that hate is on the page, Carpet burns caressed by salt, strike the matches burn my heart, Paper cuts on sacred skin, blowing down this house of pins And with a love

by Brett Anderson on album Black Rainbows

Let the game begin I think I know where you've been Wrapped in aching eye Cause that gray flashed in your eyes When you tremble like a rose, Still dressed in summer clothes, still suffering This patt

by Brett Anderson on album Black Rainbows

Now that fear is all the rage, now that hate is on the page, Carpet burns caressed by salt, strike the matches burn my heart, Paper cuts on sacred skin, blowing down this house of pins And with a love