Sam - John Frusciante

Before the break of day

Blackness has no chance

Forever all we’ve seen

You know it’s gotta last

Faulted into being

No, we have no chance

All we’ve ever been is a dog bitten lass

Always intervene

Nothing is attached

Rounded into seeing

Surround where you stand

Alternating beams

Through the vision cast

What travels is the spring that spins under glass