Blue Parachute - Fruit Bats

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