Watch this paper in my hand,
digits on the screen demand.
Chase and run as fast as you can,
never see the promised land.
Shiny coins they sparkle bright,
gold and silver in the light.
In the end it's all the same,
just a part of life's big game.
Money is a mystery,
chasing
dreams that we can't see.
Running circles round and round,
trade my time for something new.
Bills and coins they won't stay true.
Empty pockets feel light,
yet we crave it every night.
Work and sweat and sacrifice,
for a thing that has no price.
Count it, spend it, wash it, go.
What it's worth we'll never know.
What's the cost of
Money is a mystery,
chasing dreams that we can't see.
Running circles round and round,
in the end we're on the ground.
