There is a means to an end
There is a way to seems right to a man, oh
They drag for gold in the sea, oh yeah
But there are no riches, the stubborn will see
They will be grasping at sand, oh yes
They will be left with lonley sad salty hands
There is a means to an end, oh yeah
There is a different way to be a man, oh
They try to build their empires, oh yeah, but...
All their sand castles will on day expire
Wealth is not measured in land, oh yeah
The richest of men have the least in possesions
There is a way to seems right to a man, oh
They drag for gold in the sea, oh yeah
But there are no riches, the stubborn will see
They will be grasping at sand, oh yes
They will be left with lonley sad salty hands
There is a means to an end, oh yeah
There is a different way to be a man, oh
They try to build their empires, oh yeah, but...
All their sand castles will on day expire
Wealth is not measured in land, oh yeah
The richest of men have the least in possesions