A piece for a short film based on a song by the same name written by John Frusciante.

Drive up and down thru water

Live where your poor

i heard between snores

Sighing babys go to work

crying days rooted lurk

Thru the back of the room

Play him a tune down low

If the sun could melt like snow

I would run to you and flow into 

A cloud melt running away into you.