Saturation

Saturation - John Frusciante

I feel that wheels are turning

I feel that wheels are turning round

We made you

We made you

We made you what you are

We brought them up that hill

We brought them up to roll them down

(Oh)

In the morning light must clean you

In the morning light must clean you out

Right out

I'm sad that time escapes me

It pushes ahead of me all day

Remind me

Remind me

Remind me of what I could've been

I feel the faster I'm going

The more I am slowing down

I'm the focus of the bring down

I'm the one who captures what he lost

And turns it round