Michael Cavanaugh Things
He's driving in his shiny import
Down the avenue
His bones are shaking in his skin
Cause the payment's overdue
He's always dressed in the latest fashion
Rolex on his wrist
He's coffee'd up and he's burning out
From another double shift
Are these things worth all we are
Do these things tear us apart
We can pound the pavement
Just to chase the bling
But we trade our lives for things
She's camping out for the latest gadget
She's got her place in line
A bigger screen and so much faster
Connected all the time
Facebooking at the family dinner
Writing on the wall
She'll text the kids from across the table
No one speaks at all
Are these things worth all we are
Do these things tear us apart
We live in the moment
And it's over in a blink
When we trade our lives for things
And we're never satisfied
But could we ever change our minds
And could we leave it all behind
Are these things worth all we are
Are these things worth all we are
Are these things worth all we are
Do these things tear us apart
We can pound the pavement
Just to chase the bling
We live in the moment
And it's over in a blink
It may feel like more is better
But it's tougher than we think
When we trade, trade our lives for things
Words and Music by Michael Cavanaugh © 2017
