Gone

Look at all those fancy clothes But these gonna keep us warm, just like those What about your soul? Is it cold? Is it straight from the mold and ready to be sold? Cars and phones and diamond rings, bling bling Those are only removable things What about your mind, does it shine? Or are there things that concern you more than your time? Gone Goin' 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 be appealing but you lose your appeal What about those shoes you're in today? They'll do no good on the bridges you brought along the way, oh You willing to sell anything, gone with your head Leave your footprints, well shame them with our words Gone people, all careless and consumed, gone Gone Goin' Gone everything Gone give a damn Gone be the birds if they don't want to sing Gone people all awkward with their things Gone --- Gone - Jack Johnson