PETER GABRIEL: 2 |
I need perspective I need perspective I need perspective Don't trust my eyes I need perspective I need perspective I need perspective Don't trust my eyes |
'cos I'm facing the wall 'cos I'm not that tall heard the trumpet call want to know where things fall party time for the newly wed colours ran as the images bled like confetti on the flower bed priest crying he's got fire in his head |
I need perspective I need perspective I need perspective Don't trust my eyes I need perspective I need perspective I need perspective Don't trust my eyes |
sitting in a long long
hall staring at the white white wall waiting for the phone to call there's one thing I've got to tell you all to see through red red skies to carry merchandise I don't trust my eyes and I don't like surprise |