Money

Money 

*Pockets heavy, pockets light,*  

*Chasing shadows in the night.*  

*Coins like raindrops fall and play,*  

*Count them up, then drift away.*

*(soft, meandering guitar riff)*

*The market’s bustling, but where's the sound?*  

*Laughter echoing all around.*  

*Faces flicker, smiles like dreams,*  

*Lost in the glow of paper gleams.*

*(pause, gentle strumming)*

*Goldfish swimming in a glass,*  

*Time slips by, a fleeting pass.*  

*We barter whispers, trade in sighs,*  

*But in the end, what’s left is lies.*

**(Chorus)**  

*Money talks, but what’s it say?*  

*Just a game we love to play.*  

*Chasing thoughts that slip away,*  

*In the light of a dying day.*

*(soft, ethereal sounds)*

*Hollow laughter in the street,*  

*Echoes dance on weary feet.*  

*The walls are closing, shadows creep,*  

*Dreams and dollar bills, we keep.*

*(pause, build up)*

*The clock ticks loud, the sirens call,*  

*In a maze where the shadows fall.*  

*Chasing fortunes, but who can find?*  

*In the end, we’re all just blind.*

**(Chorus)**  

*Money talks, but what’s it say?*  

*Just a game we love to play.*  

*Chasing thoughts that slip away,*  

*In the light of a dying day.*

*(soft fade, gentle strum)*

*So hold your coins, and make a wish,*  

*In a world of gold, there’s little bliss.*  

*The paper burns, it turns to dust,*  

*In the end, it’s love we trust.*

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