Gone

Well look at all those fancy clothes

But these could keep us warm

Just like those.

And what about your soul

Is it cold

Is it straight from the mold

And ready to be sold.



And cars and phones and diamond rings

Bling, bling

Those are only removable things

And what about your mind

Does it shine

Or are there things that concern you more

Than your time



Gone going

Gone everything

Gone give a damn

Gone be the birds when they dont want to sing

Gone people

All awkward with their things

Gone



Well look at you out to make a deal

You try to be appealing but you lose youre appeal

And what about those shoes youre in today

Theyll do no good

All the bridges you burnt a long the way



Youre willing to sell anything

Gone with your herd

Leave your footprints

And well shame them with our words



Gone people

All careless and consumed

Gone

Gone going

Gone everything

Gone give a damn

Gone be the birds when they dont want to sing

Gone people

All awkward with their things

Gone