Gain the world and give away your soul

All that glitters is not gold

Reach the top and the bottom drops out

That's not what life is all about



People of the forward stampede

Chasing their mirage of security

Souls trampled in the dust

Trying to serve every lust



Toys of excess

Feed on emptiness

Yes you have it under control

Still there's that gaping hole inside

Shiny distractions

Don't bring satisfaction, no way



Learn the easy way or learn the hard way

Money won't concern you on your dying day

Had it all and seen enough

The time has come to look up