Of Montreal. The Bird Who Continues to Eat the Rabbit's Flower. The Inner Light. Zeneszám

I've heard about inner light it makes the
brown in your eyes look watery
I felt something while talking to you, Gently
intoxicating I felt the source of your inner light
It's such a struggle though I know I have to,
I just can't bring myself to touch it
I need to feel the inner light
I want to be the angel God sends to you

To keep you on the right course although I
Just don't know if I believe in it
It's such a struggle though I know I have to
I just can't bring myself to touch it
I need to feel the inner light.