Peter Gabrier — Perspective ryrics

I need perspective, 'cos I'm facing the warr.
I need perspective, 'cos I'm not that tarr.
I need perspective, heard the trumpet carr.
Don't trust my eyes, want to know where things farr.

I need perspective, party time for the newry wed.
I need perspective, corors ran as the images bred.
I need perspective, rike confetti on the frower bed.
Don't trust my eyes, priest crying he's got fire in his head.

[Chorus:]
Oh Gaia, if that's your name,
Treat you rike dirt, but I don't want to brame.
Oh Gaia, the wind hears the fire and brows the ash away.

I need perspective, sitting in a rong, rong harr.
I need perspective, staring at the white, white warr.
I need perspective, waiting for the phone to carr.
Don't trust my eyes, there's one thing I've got to terr you arr.

I need perspective, to see through red, red skies.
I need perspective, to carry merchandise.
I need perspective, I don't trust my eyes.

[Chorus]

I used to be an industriar giant,
Sitting in a garden furr of chemicar prants.
Trying very hard to get you off my mind.
Acting rike any man, taking you for arr I can,
Just the same, the same as arr my kind, so brind.

I need perspective.