ETHERIA The Rock Opera

Words and Music © 2002 Jeffrey L. Sponsler

Spores

 Narrator's introduction.

 Thalia:

 The Tales began, Etherians were gathered,

 The Great Hall filled, the Harmonauts were flattered.

 A traveler of space had come

 to spin fantastic yarn

 

The Exobotanist:

 1

 have you ever wondered how

 life began its slimy reach -

 formed itself into a ball

 and crawled up on the beach?

 2

 I searched the books of alchemy,

 of wizardry, of rhymes

 Consulted with the aged monks who

 rang the mighty chimes

 

 Bridge 1

 I read the ancient charts that list

 all the worlds on which things grow;

 linear response to time -

 there was a vector don't you know

 Points to chart showing planets with life

3

 if you follow the arrow that moves

 into time and though the space

 you can think like Darwin and find

 the seedpod of our race

 4

 I made a vow to travel there -

 the discovery would be mine;

 I built a ship with sails that fill

 with the silent breeze of time

 bridge 2

 there it was - hanging high in space

 a clanking box of gears

 so I made the dock - traversed airlock

 it was rusty from the years

 5

 the giant ship contained

 a factory of living things

 spiny beasts with too many legs

 and plants with feathered wings.

 Chorus:

 I KNOW THAT I HAVE SEEN

 THE FAMOUS GENE MACHINE

 THAT SET THE SPORES ADRIFT

 GAVE STERILE PLANETS A LIFT

 

6

I wandered through the darkened ship

 the stench grew with the heat

 and from each cage - the lonely sounds -

 the calls of the incomplete

 7

in a colossal aquarium

 there swam a hungry ichthyosaur

 it swallowed down a protoplasmic blob

 that had rolled across the floor

 

Bridge 3

 I found a room were the motors ran

 the lights strobed endlessly

 and in the chair - with his flowing hair

 sat the captain looking at me

 8

 I fell on my knees and cried

 is it true - and can I believe?

 you are the king of space who makes

 the spores - the living seeds?

 9

 oh no, he said, Iím not a god

 this is just a job, you see;

 the pay is bad - the hours long

 and now my health is failing me

 Bridge

 it must be fate that brought you here

 to take my place and fly

 this ship and to design more life -

 scatter it in the sky

 

 Chorus:

 THE CAPTAIN NOW IS GONE

 THE SPORING SHIP UNMANNED

 THE SPREAD OF LIFE NOW HAS STOPPED

 MY RESEARCH DONE NOW AS PLANNED

 10

 There are a million creatures designed

 their blueprints gather dust

 it seems sad - almost a crime

 to let it end - it is unjust

 

 Chorus:

 AND SO I GREET YOU ALL

 BUT I MUST CLOSE MY TALE

 THE SPORE IS CALLING OUT MY NAME:

 INNOCULATE DISTANT WORLDS

 

 I MUST RETURN

 TO DRIVE THE SHIP THROUGH THE VOID

 I WILL RIDE THE TEMPORAL TIDE

 YOU KNOW ITíS ALL RELATIVE