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