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