Is there such a thing as fate? As destiny? Do things happen for a reason? Is "it was meant to be" a suitable explanation for events? This song answers these and other such questions with an emphatic "no."
Summertime long afternoon day Egg Friable streets Workaday ants Alice and Ray Wander the cracks along the way Gathering crumbs, twigs, and leaves Is this what it's all about? Shoes keep falling whatever one believes Which ant is gone, which one grieves?
Horn: Casparagus Bass: Casparagus Lyrics: Casparagus Voice: Casparagus Voice: Abcynthe Guitar: Mitchard Drums: Carolugula