We fill our lives with meaningless things
In the hope that contentment it brings,
It pleases us but for a short while
But very soon we no longer smile.
....searching
So on we go in search of something
Something that happiness will bring,
And so it does it keeps us content
Then soon we start to feel a descent.
....searching
We fill our lives with stuff we don`t need
And what we do should be queried,
Why do we do it, what is our need?
From this habit we need to be freed.
....searching
We should stop and look at what we`ve got
Or is it that we have lost the plot?
Material things can be cast aside
What is it inside we`re trying to hide?
....searching
Are we lacking something in our lives?
Does the answer lie deep in our archives?
Is it comfort that we are seeking?
Do we mask things by laughing and joking?
....searching
We must stop and ask ourselves what`s wrong
Ask for what it is we really long,
Is there something that we resent?
What will make us once more content?
....searching
If we`re not happy with what we`ve got
Then we have not yet found our jackpot,
Material things bring short lived joy
I speak the truth I`m not a kill-joy.
