I've watched a rich man pass through the eye of a needle
... or was it his riches that passed through?

I've seen young women with beer cans to their lips
and not get drunk
As they quaffed down the smoke from the chunk
Of smoldering cocaine as their self-esteem sunk
While their money, mind, and modesty
Went up in smoke

Others wanted
With every breath they draw
To sniff the world through a straw
and toss pills into their maw

Where is written the clause to make the monster pause
Before it paws and claws 
Your life to shreds

I plainly see your pains
Through the clouded transparent panes
Of the windows to your soul...

I see distance in your eyes
And I see your destiny too