100 Year Thing Songtext
von Chris Stills

Break down a hundred year thing
Who says we are whispering
Blue boys against the grain
Same cause for the same old pain

Sheriff, don′t you attack
Head boy, don't you look back
Get lost in your own ways
In time you will find your wings


Who are you now?
Who were you back then?
Maybe the line is worn thin
What if we don′t want to draw it again?

Never say you can't or won't
Cross the border line of a hundred years thing

Silence make your secret crawl
Call those who wish to fall
Under your wicked spell
If the truth dies then wisdom will kill us all

Trust in who you are to see no borders again