Chances

John Frusciante

This is the time to die

Im not someone on whom to rely

Chances come and chances go

This is letting go

I feel the tightening of the dawn

The creation of something ive sung

No one goes back cuz theyre all there

Are you everywhere

Becoming who you think you are

In order to do your part

In the multi- dimensional scheme

Youll know what i mean

This is the time to die

Im not someone on whom to rely

Chances come and chances go

This is letting you know

Im almost where ill never be

This cutting off o ffate like a string

A line that falls to the floor

And im not me anymore