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John Frusciante - Walls Lyrics

Inside's a womb,
Releasing to the room
Of senses
Untold plans are us (of ours?),
Actions get toward
with me
One time's in the bunch,
We don't see in front of us
When you do anything
Everything is coming to you
When you see a changeling
There's nothing but his appearances on
Nothing but his appearances on
Touch knows what's hearing
Sight knows he's speaking
They're walls and doors
And none are bolted on
Hey
Whatever is lost in all
It echoes and ripples
One knows to end it all
Let go tomorrow, soul
And all is turned around
Oh
Whatever is lost in all
It echoes and ripples
One knows to end it all
Let go tomorrow, soul
And all is turned around, whoa
Let go, let go, let go....
Tomorrow, tomorrow (let go, let go)