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      Reaching out