Texty: John Frusciante. Curtains. Time Tonight.

For changing lines
I've got no time tonight
In these times the wind surpasses the tide
when the wake ups hard to find
dreams make up for your life
This crazy shine it never lets you die
Going up
We become what we want
Again the moon rises up too high
And we don't need the sky
Wonder what it is that makes the world turn slower
wonder what it is that makes me feel so mad
everyone that talks to me I so wish wouldn't

I wouldn't even care exept I feel so bad
why is there noone in my life
time
there's no time tonight
Wide
there's no room to see wide
Time
There's no time tonight