Greed Songtext
von Pitou

If I plant a tree
I want it to be there tomorrow

If I birth a bird
I expect it to fly away the next day

I′m marching on
Leaving behind
Dry land full of seeds
And half-finished deeds
There's no time to waste
All except time
All except time


The sun′s coming up
A daily alarm
I'm a hoarder

And now that this time is all mine
Won't spend it on anything at all
At all

Time is running
Race away your
Time is running
Race away your life
Is running
Race away