goals

John Frusciante

Sucking on a rhyme
You know I don?t feel right
These dreams they steal all my time
They take it from my eyes
I don?t try as much to feel
Anything these days
I will try and reach the field
And there I will stay
No time comes to me now
There?s nothing I?m for or opposed to
There?s nothing I?m really supposed to do
Goals disrupt the past
One thing about a life
It?s an endless straight line
The dreams I once had
They?ve taken me for a ride
Just show me the way to leave
That?s all I need
Where I don?t notice anything
That?s where I will be
Life doesn?t come to me now
And I wouldn?t want it to
There?s nothing I?d like to do
Goals disrupt the past
There?s nothing I realize
There?s no one I despise
Nothing to hide behind
This time