Jack Johnson - Gone, Gone, Gone

Look at all those fancy clothes,
But these could keep us warm just like those.
And what about your soul? Is it cold?
Is it 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 donâ??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 youâ??re in today?
Theyâ??ll do no good, on the bridges you burnt along the way.

Are you willing to sell, anything?
Gone, with your hurt.
Leave your footprints,
And weâ??ll shame them with our words.
Gone, people, all careful and consumed.

Gone
Gone, going.
Gone, everything.
Gone, give a damn.
Gone, be the birds, when they donâ??t wanna sing.
Gone, people, all awkward with their things,
Gone.

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