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On the first day of X-Risk I suddenly could see:

The end of humanity

On the second day of X-Risk I suddenly could see

Nuclear War!

And the end of humanity

On the third day of X-Risk I suddenly could see

Pandemic Plagues

Nuclear War

And the end of humanity

On the fourth day of X-Risk I suddenly could see

Bioengineering

Pandemic Plagues

Nuclear War

And the end of humanity

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On the fifth day of X-Risk I suddenly could see

Non-aligned AI...

Bioengineering

Pandemic Plagues

Nuclear War

And the end of humanity

On the sixth day of X-Risk I suddenly could see

One nanite making

{2, 4, 8, 16, 32, 64, 128, 256, 512, 1024, 2048, 4096, 8192, 16384, 32768} nanites making...

Non-aligned AI...

Bioengineering

Pandemic Plagues

Nuclear War

And the end of humanity

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Along the trail you'll find me lopin'

Where the spaces are wide open

In the land of the old A.E.C.

Where the scenery's attractive

And the air is radioactive

Oh, the Wild West is where I wanna be

'Mid the sagebrush and the cactus

I'll watch the fellows practice

Droppin' bombs through the clean desert breeze

I'll have on my sombrero

And of course I'll wear a pair o'

Levis over my lead B.V.D.'s

I will leave the city's rush

Leave the fancy and the plush

Leave the snow and leave the slush and the crowds

I will seek the desert's hush

Where the scenery is lush

How I long to see the mushroom clouds

piano- Jeff

'Mid the yuccas and the thistles

I'll watch the guided missiles

While the old F.B.I. watches me

Yes, I'll soon make my appearance

(Soon as I can get my clearance)

'Cause the Wild West is where I wanna be

D G D A

D G D A D

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The circle of the world shines bright and holy

The seasons tread their spiral path with grace

It is not the world's designer but the world itself we honor

And the stars shine out across our Lady's face

D A G / D / A /

D A G / A / G /

But the world might end -- and the stars might fall

Yet Her light will be laughing at the heart of it all

She is in each force with strangeness and charm

And the holographic universe is enfolded in Her arms

Bm / A / G / / /

D / A / G / / A

Our Lady is non-local; sing we Her praise

She is the hidden variable that lights our days

With book and with candle

With Gödel and Bell

With wave and with particle we worship Her well

piano- Johnson

CHORUS

Our Lady is uncertain; sing we in prayer

We don't know how fast She may be moving or where

With koan and theorem

With Pauli and Bohr

We open Her mysteries and inside we find more

CHORUS

Our Lady is acausal; work we Her math

Her field equations are a bitch and a half

With implicate order

And synchronous net

She weaves riddles so fine we can't unravel them yet

CHORUS

D / A D G / / A

D G D G D G A D

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Em D Em /

G D Em /

G D Em /

G D B /

Hands chip the flint, light the fire, skin the kill

Feet move the tribe track the herd with a will

Mankind struggles in the cellar of history

Time to settle down, time to grow, time to breed�3x: Em G D A� Em G D B

Plow tills the soil, plants the seed, pray for rain

Scythe reaps the wheat, to the mill, to grind the grain

Towns and cities spread to empire overnight

Hands keep building as we chant the ancient rite

Coal heats the steam, push the piston, turns the wheel

Cogs spin the wool, drives the horses made of steel

Lightning harnessed does our will and lights the dark

Keep rising higher, set our goal, hit the mark.

Crawl out of the mud,

Ongoing but slow,

For the path that is easy

Ain't the one that lets us grow!

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Light to push the sails, read the data, cities glow

Hands type the keys, click the mouse, out we go!

Our voices carry round the world and into space

Send us out to colonize another place�

Hands make the tools, build the fire, plant the grain.

Feet track the herd, build a world, begin again.

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When you attend a funeral,

It is sad to think that sooner or l-

-ater those you love will do the same for you.

And you may have thought it tragic,

Not to mention other adjec-

-tives, to think of all the weeping they will do,

But don't you worry…�

No more ashes, no more sackcloth.

And an armband made of black cloth

Will someday never more adorn a sleeve,

For if the bomb that drops on you

Gets your friends and neighbors too,

There'll be nobody left behind to grieve.��And we will all go together when we go.

What a comforting fact that is to know.

Universal bereavement,

An inspiring achievement,

Yes, we all will go together when we go.

Johnson- Piano

Em / B7 /

Em / C7 B7

Em / B7 /

Em F#7 B7 /

Em / F /

B7 / E /

E E7 A F#m

B7 / E B7

E / A /

A F#m B7 /

E E7 A F#m

B7 / E B7

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Oh we will all char together when we char.

And let there be no moaning of the bar.

Just sing out a Te Deum

When you see that I. C. B. M.,

And the party will be "come as you are."

Oh we will all burn together when we burn.

There'll be no need to stand and wait your turn.

When it's time for the fallout

And Saint Peter calls us all out,

We'll just drop our agendas and adjourn.

And we will all go together when we go.

Every coffee shop and every Broadway show.

When the air becomes uranious,

We will all go simultaneous.

Yes we all will go together when we go

E / A /

A F#m B7 /

E E7 A F#m

B7 / E B7

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Our new world is so close.

Mars has treasures we’re only just starting to find.

Frozen mountains and crimson dust waiting for

footprints that will not be mine.

A D / / A D A D

A D A D Bm A

A hundred years to run the first tests

Another to raise the first dome.

The moon, then Mars, then Titan next,

A lifetime to touch each new home.

Bm A Bm A G / A /

Bm A Bm A G / A /

And I want it so much.

Close my eyes, I can taste the Mars dust in the air.

In the darkness the space stations shimmer in orbits

that I will not share.

piano- Johnson

But I’ll teach the student Who’ll manage the fact’ry

That tempers the steel that makes colonies strong.

And I’ll write the program that runs the computer

That charts out the stars where our rockets belong.�D / / / D / G A

D / / / D / G A

It will never get easy to wake from my dream

When the future I dream of is so far away.

Bm A G A

Bm A G A

But I am willing to sacrifice

something I don’t have For something I won’t have

but somebody will someday.

D / / / D / / /

Bm A D /

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And it feels like a waste.

All this working and waiting and battling time,

And all for a kingdom that all of my efforts will never

make mine,

A D / / A D A D

A D A D Bm A

But brick by brick the Pyramids rose,

With most hidden under the sand,

So life by life the project grows

In ways I might not understand.

Bm A Bm A G / A /

Bm A Bm A G / A /

I am voyaging too,

We will need the foundation as much as the dome for

those worlds to come true

And I’ll clerk the office that handles the funding

That raises the tower that watches the sky.

And I’ll staff the bookstore that carries the journal

That sparks the idea that makes solar sails fly.�D / / / D / G A

D / / / D / G A

It takes so many sailors to conquer an ocean

And so many more when it’s light-years away,

Bm A G A

Bm A G A

But I am willing to sacrifice

Something I don’t have for something I won’t have

But somebody will someday.

D / / / D / / /

Bm A D /

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It’s so easy to run.

Hide away in my books, games and fantasy plans,

Let them call me a coward who can’t face reality’s

grownup demands,

A D / / A D A D

A D A D Bm A

But if I love my fantasy worlds

It’s not fantasy love that I feel.

And so much more I feel for this

The world that created them,

World we create with them,

One chance to make them all real.

Bm A Bm A G / A /

Bm A Bm A G / / /

G / / / G / A /

And I know we won’t stop.

We’ve planned too many wonders for one little star.

Though often the present may seem too complacent to take us that far.

But I’ll tell the story and I’ll draw the picture

And I’ll sing the anthem that banishes doubt,

And host the convention that summons the family

That carries the fire that never burns out�D / / / D / G A

D / / / D / G A

There are so many chances to give up the journey,

Especially when it’s so easy to stay,

Bm A G A

Bm A G A

But I am willing to sacrifice

Something I don’t have for something I won’t have

And not only me,

But we are willing to sacrifice

Something we don’t have for s..thing we won’t have

So somebody will,

So somebody will someday.

2x: D / / / / / Bm A D

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From desert cliff and mountaintop we trace the wide design,

Strikeslip fault and overthrust and syn and anticline. . .

We gaze upon creation where erosion makes it known,

And count the countless aeons in the banding of the stone.

Odd long vanished creatures & their tracks & shells are found

Where truth has left its sketches on the slate below the ground.

The patient stone can speak, if we but listen when it talks.

Humans wrote the book of earth...

Time wrote the rocks...

There are those who name the stars, who watch the sky by night,

Seeking out the darkest place, to better see the light.

Long ago, when isolation broke his weary will,

Galileo recanted, but the Earth is moving still.

High above the mountaintops, where only distance bars,

The truth has left its footprints in the dust between the stars

We may watch and study or may shudder and de-ny

Humans wrote the book of night…

Light wrote the sky

Dm C Dm Am

Dm C Am Am

Dm C Dm C

Dm C F G Am C Dm

C / Dm /

C / Dm /

Dm C Dm C

Dm C F G ...

Am C Dm

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By stem and root and branch we trace, by feather, fang and fur,

How the living things that are descend from things that were

The moss, the kelp, the zebrafish, the very mice and flies,

Tiny, humble, wordless things how shall they tell us lies?

We are kin to beasts, no other answer can we bring.

The truth has left its fingerprints on every living thing.

Winnowed by an aimless game of birth and blood and strife.

Humans wrote the book of names...

Death wrote life

And we who listen to the stars, or walk the dusty grade,

Or break the very atoms down to see how they are made,

Seek new stories, seek new song to better guide our hand,

The profoundest act of worship is to try to understand.

Deep in flower and in flesh, in star and soil and seed,

The truth has left its living word for anyone to read.

So turn and look where best you think the story is unfurled.

Humans write the book of truth...

Truth writes the world.

Dm C Dm Am

Dm C Am Am

Dm C Dm C

Dm C F G Am C Dm

C / Dm /

C / Dm /

Dm C Dm C

Dm C F G ...

Am C Dm

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The careful textbooks measure (Let all who build beware!)

The load, the shock, the pressure material can bear.

So, when the buckled girder lets down the grinding span,

The blame of loss, or murder, is laid upon the man.

Not on the steel - the Man!

2x: Em / G / A / C /

2x: Em / Am / C D Em /

C D Em /

But, in our daily dealing with stone and steel, we find

The Gods have no such feeling of justice toward mankind.

To no set guage they make us, for no laid course prepare

And in time o'ertake us with loads we cannot bear:

Too merciless to bear.

The prudent textbooks give it in tables at the end

The stress that shears a rivet or makes a tie-bar bend

What traffic wrecks macadam, what concrete should endure

But we, poor Sons of Adam, have no such literature,

To warn us or make sure!

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We hold all Earth to plunder, all Time and Space as well

Too wonder-stale to wonder at each new miracle;

Till in the mid-illusion, of Godhood 'neath our hand,

Falls multiple confusion on all we did or planned

The mighty works we planned.

We only of Creation (Oh, luckier bridge and rail!)

Abide the twin-damnation, to fail and know we fail.

Yet we - by which sole token we know we once were Gods

Take shame in being broken however great the odds

The Burden or the Odds.

Oh, veiled and secret Power whose paths we seek in vain,

Be with us in our hour of overthrow and pain;

That we - by which sure token we know Thy ways are true -

In spite of being broken, or because of being broken,

May rise and build anew.

Stand up and build anew!

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My name is Francis Tolliver, I come from Liverpool.

Two years ago the war was waiting for me after school.

To Belgium and to Flanders, to Germany to here

I fought for King and country I love dear.

'Twas Christmas in the trenches, where the frost so bitter hung,

The frozen fields of France were still, no Christmas song was sung

Our families back in England were toasting us that day

Their brave and glorious lads so far away.

I was lying with my messmate on the cold and rocky ground

When across the lines of battle came a most peculiar sound

Says I, "Now listen up, me boys!" each soldier strained to hear

As one young German voice sang out so clear.

"He's singing bloody well, you know!" my partner says to me

Soon, one by one, each German voice joined in harmony

The cannons rested silent, the gas clouds rolled no more

As Christmas brought us respite from the war

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As soon as they were finished and a reverent pause was spent

"God Rest Ye Merry, Gentlemen" struck up some lads from Kent

The next they sang was "Stille Nacht." "Tis 'Silent Night'," says I

And in two tongues one song filled up that sky

"There's someone coming toward us!" the front line sentry cried

All sights were fixed on one long figure trudging from their side

His truce flag, like a Christmas star, shown on that plain so bright

As he, bravely, strode unarmed into the night

Soon one by one on either side walked into No Man's Land

With neither gun nor bayonet we met there hand to hand

We shared some secret brandy and we wished each other well

And in a flare-lit soccer game we gave 'em hell

We traded chocolates, cigarettes, and photographs from home

These sons and fathers far away from families of their own

Young Sanders played his squeezebox and they had a violin

This curious and unlikely band of men

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Soon daylight stole upon us and France was France once more

With sad farewells we each prepared to settle back to war

But the question haunted every heart that lived that wonderous night

"Whose family have I fixed within my sights?"

'Twas Christmas in the trenches where the frost, so bitter hung

The frozen fields of France were warmed as songs of peace were sung

For the walls they'd kept between us to exact the work of war

Had been crumbled and were gone forevermore

My name is Francis Tolliver, in Liverpool I dwell

Each Christmas come since World War I, I've learned its lessons well

That the ones who call the shots won't be among the dead and lame

And on each end of the rifle we're the same

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Countless winter nights ago,

A woman shivered in the cold,

Cursed the sky and wondered why,

The gods invented pain.

Aching angry flesh and bone,

Bitterly she struck the stones,

Until… she saw that spark of

Light and flame.

And though

The others cried out heresy,

She defied them, proud

And set afire history

Tomorrow can be brighter than today

Although the night is cold

The stars may seem so very far away

But courage, hope, and reason burn

In every mind, each lesson learned,

Shining light to guide our way.

Make tomorrow brighter than today!

Oh, oh,

Brighter than today.

Ages long forgotten now,

We built the wheel, and then the plow

Tilled the Earth and proved our worth

Against the drought and snow.

Soon, we had the time to fathom,

Mountain peaks and tiny atoms,

Beating hearts, electric sparks,

And so much more to know.

CHORUS

The universe may seem unfair

The laws of nature may not care

The storms and quakes, our own mistakes,

All nearly doused our flame.

But all these trials we’ve endured,

Moral progress, ailments cured,

Against our Herculean task,

We’ve risen to proclaim.

CHORUS

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Soaring skywards, leaping sideways,

Do or die words cleave the air.

Joy and laughter, mornings after,

Raise the rafters we don’t care,

If the roof’s beyond repair.

Raise the rafters, raise the rafters,

Raise the rafters we don’t care,

If the roof’s beyond repair.

Sisters brothers, to all others,

Let this be our guiding star.

Hearts on fire but no Messiah,

Hear the music from afar.

What we sing is what we are.

Hear the music, hear the music,

Hear the music from afar.

What we sing is what we are.

Over hills and over valleys,

Over mountains, over seas.

Nations shouting unto nations

Until nations cease to be.

Unison in harmony.

Until nations, until nations

Until nations cease to be.

Unison in harmony.

C / F C

C / C G

C / F C

F C C F

C G C /

G / C /

C / / F

C G C /

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G...

Old devil time, I'm gonna fool you now

Old devil time, you'd like to bring me down

But when I’m feeling low, my lovers gather round

And help me rise to fight you one more time

C D G /

C Am D /

C D G /

C D G /

Old devil pain, you've often pinned me down

You thought I'd cry and beg you for the end

At that very time my lovers gathered round

And helped me rise to fight you one more time

Old devil fear, you with your icy hands

Old devil fear, you'd like to freeze me cold

But when I'm sore afraid, my lovers gather round

And help me rise to fight you one more time piano

Old devil hate, I knew you long ago

Before I learned the poison in your breath

Now when we hear your lies my lovers gather round

And help me rise to fight you one more time

No storm nor fire can ever beat us down

No wind that blows but carries us further on

And you who fear, oh lovers gather round

And we can rise to sing it more time

And we can rise to sing it one more time