Vida de Artista

What’s it like to live the artist's life
In the everyday grind of human existence
A project of innocent dreams
I might not see you this week

Fisherman when he weaves his net
Gambler when he takes his shot
Each one knows their own thirst
Is an artist of life or death

I want to see if the girl in your eyes
Has learned the steps to this dance
I want to see if the smile on your lips
Still faintly remembers being a child

What’s it like to live the artist's life
In the everyday grind of human existence
A project of innocent dreams
Don’t forget about me this week