Where is your life?
And what are you trying to build?
A vanity empire on the sand?

Will you be ripe
To pick up important cues?
Will you be wise to understand?

Eventually you're bound to show your real self
Time will reveal the seeds you've sown
Your own conscience can't be built by someone else
Some things you have to do alone

Where is your mind?
And what do you bear within?
Or were you born just to be entertained
By all kinds of futile things?

Eventually you're bound to show your real self
Time will reveal the seeds you've sown
Your own conscience can't be built by someone else
Some things you have to do alone