Incommunicado Songtext

deeper in some places
she wondered how she
someday might get a chance
to taste it
trying harder, and never content
at least not till the last dime

the last dime is spent
the last dime is spent

*purposefully, as if it were the intent and the will of humanity*

how often can i say that i changed my ideas
while i'm counting butterflies
you will come in peace
to many lame excuses

*chorus*

*chorus* X 2
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