One Man and a Billion Eyes
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Acoustic protest folk with warm male vocals
fingerpicked guitar and soft upright bass. Verses stay intimate and close-mic’d
with subtle organ pads swelling underneath. Chorus opens with gang-style harmonic doubles and stomps/claps for grit. Slight grit on the vocal
room reverb for a communal
live-circle feel. Final chorus pulls back to almost a cappella before a gentle guitar outro.
Creada el dic. 24, 2025
Letra
[Verse 1]
One man
On a crowded morning train
Reading numbers in the margins
Trying not to go insane
Billions
Turned to silence on a plate
Tiny lives we never counted
We just call it "what we ate"
[Chorus]
One man standing alone for the truth
For the ones who never get a day in court
Every heartbeat
Every frightened eye
Is a story cut short
A story cut short
One man standing alone for the truth
In a world that jokes about the blood on its shoes
He just whispers
"Can’t you see their lives?"
While the whole world looks away
Looks away
[Verse 2]
Dinner
Laughing with the TV on
Sauce covers everything
So we don’t think long
He sees
How a label hides a scream
How a barn can be a prison
Painted like a field in spring
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
What if it was slower
What if they had names
Would we teach our children different
Would we feel the same
He’s tired of the shrugging
The "that’s just how it goes" line
Says
"If kindness is inconvenient
Then what kind of hearts are we trying to find?"
[Chorus]
One man
On a crowded morning train
Reading numbers in the margins
Trying not to go insane
Billions
Turned to silence on a plate
Tiny lives we never counted
We just call it "what we ate"
[Chorus]
One man standing alone for the truth
For the ones who never get a day in court
Every heartbeat
Every frightened eye
Is a story cut short
A story cut short
One man standing alone for the truth
In a world that jokes about the blood on its shoes
He just whispers
"Can’t you see their lives?"
While the whole world looks away
Looks away
[Verse 2]
Dinner
Laughing with the TV on
Sauce covers everything
So we don’t think long
He sees
How a label hides a scream
How a barn can be a prison
Painted like a field in spring
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
What if it was slower
What if they had names
Would we teach our children different
Would we feel the same
He’s tired of the shrugging
The "that’s just how it goes" line
Says
"If kindness is inconvenient
Then what kind of hearts are we trying to find?"
[Chorus]