Unchanging - John Frusciante

And we will show that wherever you are

That is where all time starts

It’s a pleasure to die

A pleasure to be gone

Into the sky we move on

Life is unchanging

It let me go

Life gave me up

And I have no control

I have no control

Everything goes a way that I do not

I clean up the clouds I ride

I’ve never been up where I see the others climb

Seems like it must be nice

Laughter’s an ugly friend of mine

We share the best and worst of times

Everyone goes where they belong

Nobody goes elsewhere

Never much thought goes to being

Right or wrong

Right or wrong