John Frusciante - The Past Recedes

As far as my solo record, I don't want a gold record or anything, I'm happy to be small and to have the people appreciate the music who really like me for being me. -John Frusciante- Lyrics: One, Two, Three, Four And then the past recedes And 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 Is nowhere I want to go Ay, 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 I lied to the greatest thieves About anything and everything I'm a figure of forgotten speech I'm out of reach I can't play it safe But I might just in case I'm disguised as a reaching hand I'm a working man I don't understand