Song parody of
Voyager I
by Audio/Rocketry
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Far off in the distance, there's a message on the move
The sum of our existence is found within the grooves
Of an encrypted golden record showcasing our worth
And the sounds of human emotions mixed with the murmurs of the earth
What will be made of the abstract artistry
When all remains have vanished into obscurity?
A rendered eclipse of a doomed devotion
Is a capsule gone adrift into the cosmic ocean
Worldly greetings
To the stars
In light of who we are
Such a carefully crafted representation
Of a peaceful civilization
What a gift it was
Simply to be born into a world
Without gods, without money and without wars.
The principle of harmony was vital
To our beloved sense of survival
In our final breath, we never once had to pretend
Our relationship with the natural world was sacred until the end
Worldly greetings
To the stars
In light of who we are
Worldly greetings
To the stars
In light of who we are
What will be made
Of the ciphers in Ann Druyan's brain waves?
Will her insight sound the alarm
When revealed who we truly are?
Far off in the distance, there's a message on the move
The sum of our existence is found within the grooves
Of an encrypted golden record showcasing our worth
And the sounds of human emotions mixed with the murmurs of the earth
What will be made of the abstract artistry
When all remains have vanished into obscurity?
A rendered eclipse of a doomed devotion
Is a capsule gone adrift into the cosmic ocean
Worldly greetings
To the stars
In light of who we are
Such a carefully crafted representation
Of a peaceful civilization
What a gift it was
Simply to be born into a world
Without gods, without money and without wars.
The principle of harmony was vital
To our beloved sense of survival
In our final breath, we never once had to pretend
Our relationship with the natural world was sacred until the end
Worldly greetings
To the stars
In light of who we are
Worldly greetings
To the stars
In light of who we are
What will be made
Of the ciphers in Ann Druyan's brain waves?
Will her insight sound the alarm
When revealed who we truly are?
