Fabric Meets the Flesh
Winter blew through and froze my bones
The angels throwing hailstones
We’ve crossed Juno, just so you know
And she’s notching icicles in her crossbow
The best laid plans of men and mice
Left us highways paved with ice
Snowballs rolling big and bold
I hope that jack-shack’s gonna hold
A flawless design
In the cloister of the mind
But will the pattern unwind
When put to the test
When the fabric meets the flesh
And veils fall in soft caress
When art devours artifice
And we stand naked nonetheless
When the meta is consumed by meat
Theories are great, but when do we eat?
You can lead minds to the kitchen sink
But I don’t believe you can make them think
Back to the old drawing board
See if this one strikes a chord
The blueprint’s only paper-thin
When the human element enters in
A flawless design
In the cloister of the mind
But will the pattern unwind
When put to the test
When the fabric meets the flesh
And veils fall in soft caress
When art devours artifice
And we stand naked nonetheless
If you’d plan to span the globe
Clad in royal threadbare robes
Well, every strength comes along
With weakness born of being strong
When ideas hit hard reality
Dragged by tractor-beams of gravity
And the parachute snags and tears
Remember we’re always halfway there
A flawless design
In the cloister of the mind
But will the pattern unwind
When put to the test
When the fabric meets the flesh
And the veils fall in soft caress
When art devours artifice
And we stand naked nonetheless
No Mind Left Unblown
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