Music Mi Vida Nico Segal (Ft. Malcolm London)

[Verse 1: Donnie Trumpet]
I don't really write anymore
Don't have time for words, I guess
So I let notes speak for me
I vocally admire the trumpet every time I let my vocal chords vibrate half as beautifully as she could
She, can sing
Together, we swing
Like big bands we flap to our own music
Muses would be jealous of our love
We sing
Colors evaporate from within her
We spray paint canvases of crowds
Leaving our colorful remains on stage, splattered and cluttered
Where she left my heart fluttered and flushed
Where I once was cold she left covered in blush
Between her solid golden frame
We, are breathtaking
You, take my breath
And make our voice
You show me your mind, and I show you mine
And together we share our love between the sheets of ledger lines
Where we recline into spaces, we sing
I push her buttons, grip her body gently
Our lips vibrate when we touch
She's not afraid to get loud but stay sensitive
Time slips through cracks in my daily routine like open shoelaces, but
Every time we cry together it renews my strength
Your braces hold me in heavenly places
Where you are a blessing
I finally have faith