Eight Billion Footsteps

Take a look at the dusty

horizon

Counting heads on this spinning stone

Eight billion souls walking under the

sun

A number so big that it

leaves you numb But the crowd

isn't even the hardest part It's

how we divide what we take

to our heart

We're spilling our cups while the

creek's running dry

Left wondering how under this heavy

sky

Some places are packed to the

very brim While others are empty,

quiet and dim It's the way

that we share,

it's the way that we live

How much we take and how

little we give

The experts are talking,

they're sounding the bell

Of water and food and the

stories they tell The climate is

shifting, the forest is gone As

billions of footsteps keep marching on

It's the weight of our hunger,

the speed we consume Cramming our

dreams in a shrinking room

Eight billion hearts beneath the same

old sky Still asking questions no

one can deny We build our

towns, we light the darkest night

But somewhere in the silence is

the balance right

Some places are packed to the

very brim While others are empty,

quiet and dim It's the way

that we share,

it's the way that we live

How much we take and how

little we give

The wind still knows these hills

before our names The rivers keep

on flowing just the same If

tomorrow came and all the noise

is gone Would the earth still

sing

or miss our song?

Just

eight billion pathways

walking home

On this crowded,

crowded stone