!Que Vida! - Love

Is this communicating?

The sounds that I’ve heard

The growling voice then fading

And yes my heart was beating

Or was it just repeating

With nickels and dimes

You soon will have a dollar

Am I in your time

I see no need to swallow

Or catch a plane to travel

My mind’s not made of gravel

Can you find your way

Or do you want my vision

It’s dark there, they say

But that’s just superstition

And in my last inspection

Is this the right direction

I once had a girl

She told me I was funny

She said in your world

You needed lots of money

And things to kill your brother

But death just starts another