Words and music by john frusciante
** as translated by rick chapman **
Each word in sound
Day an dances strung
Together one by one
Piece of material love
The past and future bend
One in the other
In the other
Past and ((mumbles...))
In the other
Why cant others see right?
I gotta be the ((? ? ? ))...
Other in the other
Fickle my ((? ? ? ))...
Ooooo.....
