Enough Of Me - John Frusciante

This precise time and right here

Are not going anywhere

I’ve had enough of new todays

For once I’d like to go another way

I speak my last words and then

Remember it may never end

All that I’ve won I have lost

Each passing moment cuts me off

Well I don’t like to waste a chance but they’re overflowing

What I don’t do will get done by somebody

When I was five I saw some plants ungrowing

Whether seen forwards or back, they keep going, keep going

If the seasons which change were all still

It’s so easy to see life would fail

Whatever slips out of our hands

Will find its way back to us once again

If the seasons which change were all still

It’s so easy to see life would fail

Whatever slips out of our hands

Will find its way back to us once again

Will find its way back to us once again

Find its way back to us once again, once again