side by side,
perched up high
in the branches of an old oak tree
do you remember what you said to me?
wise beyond our years,
we spoke of money
making money
taking, faking, breaking money
how the world is made,
of money
why can't the world be made instead,
of something much less dead?
something for which less tears are shed
they say money can't buy happiness
this is true, i know
but what about all those out there,
who struggle so to make ends meet
who worry day to day
about ending up on the streets
can you still be happy,
living with these worries?
thats some deep thinking right there
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