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