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