If you was inanimate, you'd be a flute
Or an airplane that fell from the sky
All the way down with a blue parachute
With a rip in the side

And if the stars could breathe, they'd be mountain goats
Or hookers with hearts of gold
Or castaway children on a sinking ship
Slipping into the water so cold

If tomorrow was living, it'd live in the pines
It would sip from the mountain dew
And God gave Noah the rainbow sign
And Noah knew just what to do
And no one knew just what to do