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.