Songs of Distant Earth by Bill Roper Lyrics

The melody is over, the last transmission done
The cool of Earth is turned to flame with the dying of the Sun
The nova flare will burn away the world of mankind's birth
And fire will be the ending of the songs of distant Earth

The sentence was pronounced: the death of Earth would come
The Sun burn briefly bright, all history'd be done
And all the things they cared for, the laughter and the tears
Be ended by the nova's flame in fifteen hundrеd years

But although die they must, man might outlivе his home:
The stars were waiting there, with planets of their own
The telescopes peered outward; the probes were sent to fly
To seek a world that they might seed, that mankind need not die

No man of Earth may walk beneath a foreign sun
But the seedships sent their life; a new race has begun
On twenty worlds we've gathered, the human voice grows strong
And we carry on their writing, their poetry, their song

The melody is over, but the echoes linger on
From the seeds of life they planted 'gainst the dying of the Sun
The echo's growing stronger as it calls of man's rebirth
And a score of worlds are singing now the songs of distant Earth