Rains of fish and rains of frogs Arias sung by mongrel dogs Whispers from the desert stones Divinations in lizard bones
Something beyond is reaching out to you Something beyond Is reaching out Yeah
Discs that stretch into cigars Angels buy drinks in skid row bars Virgin mary winks from the sky Trees twist into secret signs
Something beyond is reaching out to you Something beyond Is reaching out
Strange We think our lives are real Strange Amusement parks, our business deals Strange Stranger still our empty lives TV replacing kids and wife Strange Lives consumed with soapy talk Lives lived in fear of taking a walk
Oh the real world is bizarre enough for me Oh the real world — bizarre enough for me
We’re drifting in the waiting room Call it real, but call me real soon The world is living Gaia’s at hand Hear her laughing in earthquake land
Something beyond is reaching out to you Something beyond Is reaching out Something beyond is reaching out to you Something beyond Is reaching out