Rips In The Fabric Songtext / Lyric

She was walking down a sidewalk

Sniffing, sniffing in the wind

Thinking of everything and nothing

Just another flighty human being



And satellites were arcing

Undetected overhead

Her cells were busy splitting

Engenacing the dead



Beauty is as beauty does

In the eyes of the beholder

Or collectively in all of us






She was waving to a cyclist

As he went coasting past

In through a lazy intersection

Toward the remainder of his life



And a ferrell cat went dashing

Behind a dumpster there

Which displaced a brown rat

Which went fleeing with a comical flair



We are trapped but we are free

To go through the motions

And be just as happy as we can be



And later on I held her in my skinny arms

My chapped lips were whispering esoteric alarms

But her warm breath assuaged me and the music returned

We continued dancing while big forest fires burned



Space is spooky and time it is a trip

Don't let the preachers, teachers, hipsters fool you

There ain't no rips in the fabric.