IntroVerse 1Weight Of What I HoldBut It’s Too Small To Count, Small And BoundChorus 1Not A Chance You Could BelieveBut Such A Size, They Told MeVerse 2So Weighing Carbon I’m Told Was Something More For StabilityKind Of Like Carbon Was Made For Some Special RoleExisting In 99 Of Every Serving In The Natural WorldIt Could Be Measured As Close To RightBut Who Ever Needed Perfectly So?Chorus 2Not A Chance To Grasp And SeeBut Such A Size, They Told Me SoTold Me SoVerse 3Well, To Try To CountWell I Would Long Grow Old, Told Me SoWe’d Be OvercomeIf There Could Be That Much, Even SmallVerse 4So Weighing Carbon Was Worth The Time To Call It All PurposefulBut What’s The Purpose In What’s Not SeenOnly Talk?Outro
