The Past Recedes

John Frusciante

One, two, three, four

And then the past recedesAnd I won′t be involved
The effort to be free
Seems pointless from above

You're looking down at me
I′d rather stay below
Than have you staring up at me
It's nowhere I want to go (ooh)

Aye, this business of how long we try to stay alive
Why to be here, you first got to die
So I gave it a try
And what do you know
Time was so long ago

And things come back, you see
To where they don't belong
And every drop of sea
Is the whole ocean (ooh)

I lied to the greatest thieves
About anything and everything
I′m a figure of forgotten speech
I′m out of reach
Oh, I can't play it safe
But I might, just in case

Ooh
I′m disguised as a reaching hand
I'm a working man
I don′t understand why clockout
Come so slow every time
That's one line I stay right behind

That′s one line I stay right behind

Yeah