All The Things
A philosophical song about both the nature and limits of money.
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(1st Verse)
Some say it's the root of all evil
Others, it's all that counts
A matter of value and perspective
Life's practicalities that money summounts!
But you never miss it when you've got it
Think of nothing else whenever without
But money has its own limits
Of this there is no doubt!
(2nd Verse)
For all the money that will ever exist
Won't buy back a second that has past by
Unlike money, there's no recovering time
No matter how hard you strive or try!
Nor can it ever return you to your sacred place
Where you want to forever stay
Neither real love nor friendship has a price
So there's nothing with which you can pay!
(3rd Verse)
And whether you're a prince or pauper
We have nothing at birth and at death
That's why a wise man spends his last penny
As he draws in his final last breath!
For in the great beyond there's no currency
Nothing with which to trade or sell
So money can't buy you into Heaven
Anymore than it can buy you out of Hell!
(Last Verse)
So if you're wise
You'll remember all this
Or to yourself you will surely deny
The precious things
That life offers and brings
All The Things...
...that money can't buy!
© Tony Lawrie 2020
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