Gone

Look at all those fancy clothes But these could keep us warm just like those And what about your soul? Is it cold? 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? Are there things that concern you more than your time? Gone, going Gone, everything Gone, give a damn Gone be the birds when they don't wanna sing Gone, people all awkward with their things Gone Look at you out to make a deal You try to be appealing but you lose your appeal And what about those shoes you're in today? They'll do no good on the bridges you burnt along the way, oh You're willing to sell anything? Gone with your herd Leave your footprints We'll shame them with our words Gone people, all careless and consumed Gone Gone, going Gone, everything Gone, give a damn Gone be the birds if they don't wanna sing Gone people, all awkward with their things Gone