In dreams of gold and silver sheen, Where wealth is more than what it seems, I journey forth through fields of green, To grasp the fabric of my dreams.

In the heart of every soul, a beacon shines so bright, A guiding star through darkest hours, the lantern in the night. Truthfulness

Roses are red, violets are blue, Money can buy many things, but not what’s true. It can fill up your pockets and line up your shelves, Yet can't buy true love