JET MARKET LYRICS

"Money And Time"

When did the god of men fall from the sky into their wallet?
When did the chant of the angels turn into the ticking of the clock?
My friend maintained: it's so clear to me
The paradox we're living everyday about money and time

That rule this world
That rule this world

How can we found our all lives on conventions?
Controlled by things which do not exist
Spending days by climbing seconds
While we try to run faster than rose crazy hands

Paper and metal or sand through the glass
Are this the things we want to live for?

Thanks to Punkerman_00 for these lyrics

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