I wonder what death will be like. I also wonder who will be at my funeral when I die. Will my parents still be alive? Will I have a family or even kids? Will I have turned into a splitting image of my father in my years on this planet? Making everyone around me miserable? If God exists, God would know.
Artist: Jack JohnsonAlbum: On and OnGonelook at all those fancy clothesbut these could keep us warm just like thoseand what about your soul is it coldis it straight from the mold and ready to be soldand cars and phones and diamond ringsthose are only removable thingsand what about your mind does it shineor are there things that concern you more than your timegone going gone everything gone give a damngone be the birds when they dont want to singgone people all awkward with their things, gonelook at you out to make a dealyou try to be appealing but you loose your appealwhat about those shoes youre in todaytheyll do no good on the bridges youve burnt along the wayyou willing to sell anything, gone with your herdleave your footprints and well shame them with our wordsgone people all careless and consumed, gonegone going gone everything gone give a damngone be the birds if they dont want to singgone people all awkward with their things, gone
