The End Of Prematur' Lyrics

The less you're oblivious
The sadder you become
Like having all of the ink
In the world
But no paper to create on
Eden is back and we sit
Nude and numb
In a room full of
High-definition televisions
Watch all the cracks of the mind
Shine too painstakingly obvious
Enough well-funded inventors
Build a bright Styrofoam future
Enough offspring of light prisms
Blend together to create
An ugly shade of lifeless brown
Dinner is boiling
And I'm hungry for utopia

(Thanks to Kate for these lyrics)