John Frusciante - Dying

Here's one for the unknown past shooting into infinity here's one for the cut out frames below you Hear the sound, I've been down here at reaching up thru the trees here is where you'll always be And dying you're dying Here's where the futre Here's one for the marry mount Here's one for the dealine we push back Here's one forsaken Here's one to delay You can hold my time I'll drive but I don't mind