for my tiger

i had a tiger on my team
i cut it loose into the harsh jungle greens
i stay alone

forever is a concept for me
to look for on a giant open sea
i stay alone

i miss my tiger quite a lot
my thoughts and self-esteem are shot
i stay alone

god damn.

i give away all sorts
of love, so go
find your own.
i don't love myself.
i don't love home.
god damn,
how my love roams.
i give away all sorts
of myself, so go
find yourself.
just go.

the last song i wrote for gwyneth

you had my future in your eyes, child
you had more than you knew
the dock could have turned, put us in the lake
with my arms wrapped close around you
when i'm low and in my darkest spot
i will walk and breathe your kiss
on this endless surf of my stolen time
i took at shot at you, and missed

i am no man, i am nothing
some day that will change
either that, or i will die tomorrow
in a quiet and private rage
you will think of me, how i pushed too hard
i leave every silence unfilled
for you, i will write - in my head, my whole life
time moves when i want to stand still

how romantic, my laughing tortured soul
in the mirror i know it's mine
and you're a frozen black hole
absorbing all of these helpless rhymes
if this is the last song i write for you
i hope it makes it in time
to save you from a loveless love
to save you from that crime

o*

her lips are soft like a clementine's taste
and i'm the snow we walk on
push it around, stay on the ground

it's a soft embrace of our hearts in the wind
january has the feel of getting old
let us stay here, i have no fear

her eyes are big like my heart in a fight
and i'm the tree we stand under
i can just stare, i'm unaware

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i want to live your day, well, i want to hear you say
that you love me cos' you love me
but don't say that i'm the one if i'm not
don't say that i'm the one, i know i'm not
and i care not

you've got a face that can turn this ugly place
into something delicate, into something nice
i want to watch you move, well, i want to prove
that i could be the one, but i'm not
don't say that i'm the one, cos' i'm not
and i care not

new year

i wrote you a lullaby that takes place
in one single time.
a moment of song that can't be right or wrong.
you will listen, and you will care.
even if i am not there.
life will pause for you, angel of grace.

please say that you still believe in forever,
in some sort of happiness.
you will sleep quietly,
your life will be fair.
even if i am not there.


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in the morning i am a shadow,
a ghost of myself.
for some time now i've searched for you
in the rain and snow of a suburban frown,
the whites and grays of a university town.
you do not look for me.
and if you did, you wouldn't find me.
i have quit my odes,
thrown out my tributes,
retired from the endless dedication
that was my life.
i've no one to dedicate to.
in the morning i am a fallen soldier,
who's gently been hacked in two.

john

the days have turned away from me
the lights no longer shine on my head
and people turn away from me
no more do they look to me with respect
well i know now, it's the first time
that was fun now
from life i've resigned
when i feel i've got problems, how wrong i am
i'm awaiting life as another man
don't crowd me

there are riddles in the shadows
they're thrown the way that i'd expect
and people never seem to know
what they least suspect is coming next
well it seems like time's elapsed
and i've stabbed life in the back
i'm searching for what it means
to never be anything

- john frusciante

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i will make it up to you, somehow
i take three steps out of four in truth
and i'm several falls overdue
take me and john and a river of ice
we turn any kind of sadness into any kind of nice
we don't aim when we shoot
i am back
in a world for fighting through
i've staged a come-back in this zoo
and i will make it up to you