Atico 18

Let the snake crawl around on your floor
You're not afraid of its tongue
Or its tiny heart

It lays curled up on the corner
Watching Craig and Jose
Hisses quietly to itself
Doesn't have a thing good to say

Like the fire's final spark
Like predictable behavior
The last drop in the battery
Food that lost its flavor

Blood inside like ground below
Just growing colder
No freedom in cowardice
Poison fangs give no power

The only love you'll ever grow
Is to look beyond the things you know
The things you know

To crawl out of its hole
A hired car and a 747
Wants to swallow the world whole
Including hell including heaven

Tiny eyes that strain to see
The point behind all this gift giving
Well, snakes may come and snakes may go
Jose and Craig--well, they're still living

The only love you'll ever grow
Is to look beyond the things you know
The only love you'll ever grow
Is to look beyond the things you know
The things you know
The things you know