"Starseed (Dust on the Wind)" lyrics by Benjamin Newman ttto: "Tanglewood Tree" by Dave Carter /: Am D Am / D Am / G Am GEm :/ Scattered like dust on the wind Are the seeds of our kin It has always been so Cast far across the long night To the pinpoints of light Where we take root and grow / G C G C / Em Bm C -D / We awaken in the darkness to feel warmth on our cheeks And turn into the solar wind And with luck, we'll drift gently to ground A new home will be found And a new life begin Worldlet of iron and stone Cold as ice, dry as bone We emerge from our seed Though we may find little here We shall thrive, do not fear We have all that we need Planting lichen on the stones, letting it spread out to gather The sun's precious golden dew Then wait for the system to charge For the need shall be large And the photons are few At last, when the charge is complete Turn its power to heat And we'll fire up the mill Taking the fine iron dust Spinning spoonfuls of rust Into towers of steel We're building something wonder-full, we're building ourselves From the stuff of each world we find A city of wires and gears And an eye made of mirrors And a silicon mind / Em C G D / / Em - CD G / C D C D / The destiny that we were given was to number every star We're dreaming of the parts of heaven that we can't quite see from where we are We're packing for a trip but we won't see the destination We close our eyes, and synthesize systems of self-replication, because... Not we but our children must go (Our children go forth all alone) What they'll face we don't know (Sent blindly into the unknown) Pack up all they might need (We're packing them all they might need) (All our blessings and gifts and gadgets and tools) Now, fire the mill up again (Spin the rails, and gather the spark) Spin the rails for the gun (That will spit them out into the dark) And we'll cast forth our seed (Take aim and then wish them good speed) (All of the speed we have power to give!) No provision for the journey but this (that) gift of momentum That's the way that it's always been (Each generation like each one before) Scattered across the long night (Dim dark eon as the sun falls behind) To each pinpoint of light (Hoping that a new star will be kind) Like dust on the wind (To this dust on the wind)