Time ripens and time rots
And blows away
An old man with nothing
To prove or say
I’ve lost my way

The past it lies in front
And slowly fades
What comes, comes from behind
A creeping snake
Shake you awake

In time you’ll find
Its touch just right

Oh god I wanna feel it slither shake and writhe
Past my eye
I wanna feel it slither shake and writhe
Past my eye
I wanna feel it slither shake and writhe
Past my eye
It’s how I ease the doubt
That I’m alive