Eight Billion

(Alexa, turn on the recording light.)

There's eight billion of us now
I'm not really quite sure how
We got here

Seven billion, nine hundred million
Nine hundred ninety nine thousand
Nine hundred ninety nine
And then there's me

And all I really want to know is,
If there are so many of us then
Who am I and why am I and
Why should anybody else
Give a shit

And if I were a grain of sand
At least I wouldn't have to think of
Who I am

And if I were a star up high,
At least I wouldn't have to tune my guitar.



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Writer(s): Brady Hege
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