消失了

Jack Johnson and Ben Harper  “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, because 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 peel

And what about those shoes you're in today?

They'll do no good, on the bridges you burnt along the way

Are you willing to sell, anything?

Gone, with your herd

Leave your footprints

And 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, when they don't wanna sing

Gone, people, all awkward with their things, gone