Chances - John Frusciante

This is the time to die
Im not someone on whom to rely
Chances come and chances go
This is letting go
I feel the tightening of the dawn
The creation of something ive sung
No one goes back cuz theyre all there
Are you everywhere
Becoming who you think you are
In order to do your part
In the multi- dimensional scheme
Youll know what i mean
This is the time to die
Im not someone on whom to rely
Chances come and chances go
This is letting you know
Im almost where ill never be
This cutting off o ffate like a string
A line that falls to the floor
And im not me anymore