Is everything borrowed?

I heard this song for the first time on the train as I travelled between the Netherlands and Germany over a week ago... I love putting my earphones on and drowning out the noise, staring out of the window at the world and landscape go by, I find it a great means for reflection...

The song apparently is about the repercussions of the financial crisis...but mainly I like the fact that it's a note aganst materialism...
I often wonder what the real value of things and objects is to me, what can I live without? What Can I absolutely not live without? What is really "mine" apart from my memories, thoughts and feelings?

Don't really want to add much except the lyrics of the Chorus of this song... worth a listen, and worth a ponder...

"I came to this world with nothing
and I leave with nothing but love
everything else is just borrowed"