Lyrics

I always think about you when I'm flying. All the tiny freeways and all the tiny houses. Could it be that one day we'll stop adjudicating and all the tiny people will breathe in sweet salvation.

It's the perfect weather for the truth and you should really come outside into the sunshine.

I always think about you when I'm sleeping. All the subconcious dreams that I'll never admit to. Perhaps one day we'll wake up and see the sky a new blue. Lost inside our daydreams and lost inside our memories.

It's the perfect weather for the truth and you should really come outside into the sunshine.

Traveling this here broken road I don't know which way to go -

It's the perfect weather for the truth and you should really come outside into the sunshine.