Hands chip the flint, light the fire, skin the kill
Feet move the tribe track the herd with a will
Human-kind
Time to settle down, time to grow, time to breed
Plow tills the soil, plants the seed, pray for rain
Scythe reaps the wheat, to the mill, to grind the grain
Towns.. and.. cities spread to empire over - night
Hands keep building as we chant the ancient rite...
Coal heats the steam, push the piston, turns the wheel
Cogs spin the wool, drives the horses made of steel
Lightning harnessed does our will and lights the dark
Keep rising higher, set our goal, hit the mark...
Crawl.. out.. of... the mud.
On... go... ing... but slow.
For the path... that is easy.
Aint the one... that... makes us grow...
Light push the sails, read the data, cities glow
Hands type the keys, click the mouse, out we go!
Our voices carry round the world and into space
Send us out to colonize another place¸
Hands, make the tools, light fire, plant the grain
Feet, track the herd. Build a world. Begin again...
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A possible child,
Dreamin’ through the longest night
A possible smile,
Wakin’ to a distant light
A possible world,
Tell me what you wanna see.
Where’s that child going? Tell me,
Who’s that child gonna be?
In five thousand years…
(Whatcha wanna do, whatcha wanna see, in another)
Five thousand years…
(Where we wanna go, who we want to be, in another)
In five thousand years
If we boldly set our sight,
Journey through the coldest night
In five thousand years…
VERSE 2
We’ll build a brand new home,
Raise the glass domes high.
And in a century or three
Our children might look at the sky
And then at last they’ll see
That distant yellow sun.
The cradle of humanity,
And all the things we might become.
In five thousand years…
(Whatcha wanna do, whatcha wanna see, in another)
Five thousand years…
(Where we wanna go, who we want to be, in another)
In five thousand years…
If we sailed across the stars,
Unimaginably far
In five thousand years...
(Instrumental break)
And maybe good folk still might die,
But maybe not, we gotta try
I don’t quite know what shape we’ll take
I don’t quite know what world we’ll make
I don’t quite know how things might change
I don’t quite know what rules we’ll break
Our present selves may think it strange
But there's so many lives at stake
Oh, entropy is bearin’ down
But we got tricks of sticking’ ‘round.
And if our children see the day
That yellow fades to red then grey,
We’ll take a moment, one by one
Turn to face the dying sun
Bittersweetly wave good bye -
The journey’s only just begun....
In five thousand years…
(Whatcha wanna do, whatcha wanna see, in another)
Five thousand years…
(Where we wanna go, who we wanna be, in another)
In five thousand years…
When all that we once knew is gone,
Our legacy could carry on
In five thousand years.
Five thousand years…
Whatcha want to do, whatcha wanna see, in another
Five thousand years…
…..
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