Spark of Creation

I've got an itching on the tips of my fingers I've got a boiling in the back of my brain I've got a hunger Burning inside me Cannot be denied I've got a feeling that the Father who made us When he was kindling the pulse of my veins He left a tiny spark of that fire smoldering inside A spark of creation Is flickering within me A spark of creation Is blazing in my blood A bit of the fire That lit up the stars That breathes life into the mud The first inspiration The spark of creation I see a mountain and I want to climb it I see a river and I want to leave shore Weather was 'nough (??) Let there be something, something made by me There's things waiting for me to invent them There's things worlds for me to explore I am an echo of the eternal cry of let there be The spark of creation Burning bright within me A spark of creation Won't let me rest at all Until I discover, or build, or uncover The thing that I can call My celebration Of the spark of creation The spark of creation May it burn forever A spark of creation I am a keeper of the flame We think all we want Is a lifetime of pleasure Each perfect day the same Endless vaction Well that's alright if you're a kind of crestation But when you're born without imagation Soooner or later you're feelin' the fire again Get hotter and higher The spark of creation