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• Artiste: John Frusciante
• Titre: Sleep
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Deep asleep Need some waking up Time can't see what he does to us Shadows fall asleep Thank you, thank you Mind and body breathe Thanks Bastard son is in my eyes It takes wholes of lives to see things right I'm the opening of tides There is open and there's open from the other side Intertwined one in another goes Reassigned souls in flattened time Sad as we are blind I love you, I love you As ifs actual The pains flows through Swelling space inside a window Something's there when "God" and "oh" share height or rate In the old Encino term There is one who separates, in between and low as dirt Living scene It's what goes up and down Along a street inner vision only sees Ahh place me there I'm with you, I'm with you Life takes me anywhere The blues we share And duration builds its climb You can count on me to darken light In the fields of flowers burned There is one down below, straight beneath who never learns In a need you peel the self from the bones I say Irritate til you're not needed anymore It's war Living things have a meaning all their own Breathing sings to the soul like Marian Anderson