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((I think that I could create a CD with all these songs! If I had instruments... and people to play the instruments... and a recording studio...))

I open up my eyes.
Nothing's familier.
I can hear a birds crys.
It's unfamiler.

(*) What is going here?
My eyes widen in fear.

(**) Where did all the people go?
Where am I?
I'm all alone, in this world/
Why?
Where did everything go? Oh...
Where did all the people go?
Oh, oh, oh....

I walk around some trees.
Nothing familier.
Won't someone help me please.
It's unfamilier.

(repeat * and **)

Oh, oh, oh, oh.
I can't remember.
Anything at all.
Won't someone help me,
Catch me when I fall.

Who am I?
Where am I?
What am I?
Who am I?

(repeat **)