Fallout

Fallout
Carried through the road so far alone
Days glue themselves to what is wrong
And soon the hills will swallow us up
Plans will pass her
Land on the walls is laid out
I know you're in pain
Train for the cause is staying down
It plays you out
Fall out of love again
Your dreams all end
En 'Fallout' de John Frusciante, el dolor y la soledad están presentes en cada verso mientras somos arrastrados por un camino solitario, pegados a lo que está mal...