Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Rips In The Fabric, artist - Vic Chesnutt. Date of issue: 05.10.2009
Song language: English
Rips In The Fabric |
| 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 |