Where is your heart...

Does your Heart crumble and fall out of your chest?
When you get that promotion will you become someone else?
A sea of faces, A friend in none.
I don't think this is normal, nor is anyone.
We strive for things that plainly don't matter
Where is your heart?
Is it washed down and out,
In this illusionary brain scatter?
Facts and Figures. Numbers. Time
I am not theirs, nor are they mine.
Your money means nothing to me.
Nor Your car, your house, your ten year plan.
I am an alien in this strange Land.
Because it all means nothing to me.
If you have a second to spare please ask yourself..
Where is your heart?
Will it crumble and fall out of your chest?
When you get that extra dollar, will you become someone else?
Where is your heart?
Will it crumble and fall out of your chest?
And if I keep on keeping on, will I become someone else?