If our days get passed like magazines And all of the friends we make have our pictures inside Then I would choose to sever trees of time And if our days drip like icicles Shrink as the sun comes up Get bigger at night Then you would choose to wake up when it's light Well are you gonna be inspired when you think the Earth's shaped perfectly And every night's the same But she'll bring it up again to you Oh are you gonna be inspired if it turns out work is permanent And half your life's the same Will the other half be made to change? If stars say that they hate when they're talked about Is it such a drag when you make a famous person feel loved And really does anybody miss them when they're gone And if the Rorchach shapes out in front of you If you took the dark parts and made what the other half drew And am i just reflecting all the ways you can shake off Well are you gonna be inspired when you think the Earth's shaped perfectly And every night's the same But she'll bring it up again to you Oh are you gonna be inspired if it turns out work is permanent And half your life's the same Will the other half be made to change?