Album Name : 100 Year Thing
Release Date : 1998-01-09
Song Duration : 2:45
Chris Stills Rattlesnakes
Here is a place where the darkness can cry. Shone is the
light that cannot reach its eyes. Here is the darkness
it's leis around me. Duty calls and echo's cry. Right
along with me.
Say 18 hundred rattlesnakes appearing on the floor. Venom
here for anyone who thinks they can endure. Oh my God,
must move on to more.
“So much for comfort,” says the burden to the prayer.
Leaning like a pillar on the shoulders of man. So keep
your whisper of hope to yourself. Devi's close, and fear.
Restricts reactions helping.
As you're looking to the future as if the light it shines
no more. No one here is opening these great big iron
doors. Oh my God, must move on to more.
Rules as if I see them they be poking at me. I cannot
abide by them and they cannot be me. And if you cannot
stand here I will take another seat. On this so-called
ride we call the life. That just keeps on riding with me.