Seems we’re all out of time Never quite a chance to unwind Fighting fire, fighting it with fire Just might get burned
Seems the more that we earn The more that we spend The less we’re concerned About anybody but ourselves And you think we’d learn
Find yourself on that line Time for analyzing your life Got to asking what could Make you whole
It’s not the things that you buy The clothes that you wear The car that you drive Not anything that can be bought or sold
Must be out of your mind To scale down the human factor Say it’s to make time for personal betterment Of your soul And you sure must be blind If you can’t see before you The consequences when human nature Is traded for gold