by John Frusciante
from Album: Niandra Lades And Usually Just A T-shirt
Drive up and down thru water
Live where poor
Big dreams nice
Sighing babys go to work
My name's rooted look
Thru the back of the room
Play him a tune down low
If the sun could melt like snow
I would run to you and flow into
A cloud running away into you.
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