歌词
(Verse 1)
We are the children of the stars,
Lost in the echoes of the night.
With curious minds and beating hearts,
We seek the truth beyond the light.
From ancient whispers on the wind,
To machines that reach the skies,
We’ve charted courses, maps within,
To find where our true wonder lies.
(Chorus)
And the Golden Record spins,
A message to the void,
A testament to where we've been,
In the cosmos, we're deployed.
Through the dark and endless skies,
Our voices intertwine,
In the silence, we arise,
To seek the grand design.
(Verse 2)
From Galileo’s distant dreams,
To Sagan’s cosmic shore,
We’ve navigated countless streams,
In search of something more.
In every atom, every cell,
The story's written clear,
Of consciousness that dares to dwell,
In mysteries we revere.
(Chorus)
And the Golden Record spins,
A beacon in the night,
A bridge where our journey begins,
From Earth to stars so bright.
In the vast expanse we trace,
Our legacy unfurled,
A moment in the endless chase,
Of an ever-changing world.
(Bridge)
We look up with eyes of wonder,
At the beauty of the night,
Feel the thunder, hear the whisper,
Of the universe in flight.
We are explorers, dreamers, lovers,
In the fabric of the All,
Seeking answers, finding others,
In th
(Bridge)
We look up with eyes of wonder,
At the beauty of the night,
Feel the thunder, hear the whisper,
Of the universe in flight.
We are explorers, dreamers, lovers,
In the fabric of the All,
Seeking answers, finding others,
In the stars where we stand tall.
(Chorus)
And the Golden Record spins,
A symphony of dreams,
A chronicle where life begins,
Beyond the solar beams.
Through the dark and endless skies,
Our voices intertwine,
In the silence, we arise,
To seek the grand design.
(Outro)
With every heartbeat, every breath,
We journey evermore,
In the dance of life and death,
We’ll find what we’re searching for.
And the Golden Record spins,
As we drift through space and time,
In the endless quest within,
For the truths that we enshrine.
(Outro)
With every heartbeat, every breath,
We journey evermore,
In the dance of life and death,
We’ll find what we’re searching for.
And the Golden Record spins,
As we drift through space and time,
In the endless quest within,
For the truths that we enshrine.
