Can you write the wordsTo say how absurd it is toHave anything more materialisticallyNothing would be worth itIt’s just buying shit and holdingOurselves up with corporeal thingsThis really is truly so empty withPeople dying being blown upIn the streets new shoesJust don’t matter to me like anotherRelationship a deeper friendship,Any reason to be more than thisTo mean more than thisThat’s what matters to meStuck in this Christmas treeConsciousness waiting for a packageOr decorating our surroundingsOf course building myself inside the…