Gone - Jack Johnson

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 dont wanna sing
gone people all awkward with their things
gone

look at you out to make a deal
you try be appealng 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
are 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 dont wanna sing
gone people all awkward with their things
gone