Gone (Going)

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 diamonds rings, bling bling

Those are only removable things

And what about your mind, does it shine?

Or are there things that concerned you, more then you time?

Gone going, gone everything, gone give a damn

Gone, be the birds, when they don't want to 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

What about those shoes you're in today, they'll do no good

On the bridges you burnt along the way, oh

You willing to sell anything, gone with your hurt

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, when they don't want to sing

Gone people, all awkward with their things, gone