inner-sky gazer

<sub>rose and babys breath
on the hillside of your first home
it grows

ever since you left
you pretend memories are places you can go anytime

step into your head
inner sky on the projector
every day is perfect weather
oh yeah

people talk to you
but youre inside your own creation
so they pass by

every night you do try to sleep, to dream of heaven
then kept awake by the lamplight

break into your mind
vacancy behind your eyes

is filled with brightness from the inside

youre the only one
who could bring back everybody
from the moire phone to the midnight sun
oh love

little messages
envelopes spritzed with your lovers perfume

careful what you give
people want to take from you, they do
its always been true

youre the reason why
inner sky always delivered
a faultless perfect picture
oh yeah

walk into your head
inner sky fries the projector
every day is perfect weather
oh yeah

every day is perfect weather
every day is perfect weather</sub>