John Frusciante

In Rime
I fail to do what I'm trying I've these walls And everyone who dies hears others times This immediacy is unknown to me And appears to be unreached By everyone I've known Show me unfocused fears in disguise It shows me I must live to die This lake is on fire It's been every dream to me it's been every desire I awaken Filling up the space I back away And it covers me up all cozy These waves are the call of time What's sent ahead is sent behind As in rime From Letras Mania