From the musical – The Children of Eden:
I’ve got an itching on the tips of my fingers
I’ve got a burning in the back of my brain
I’ve got a hunger burning inside me, cannot be deniedI’ve got a feeling that the Father who made us
When He was kindling a pulse in my veins
He left a tiny spark of that fire, smoldering insideThe spark of creation is flickering within me
The spark of creation is blazing in my blood
A bit of the fire that lit up the stars and brought life into the mud
The first inspiration, the spark of creationI see a mountain and I want to climb it
I see a river and I want to leave shore
Where there was nothing let there be something
Something made by meThere’s things waiting for me to invent them
There’s worlds waiting for me to explore
I am an echo of the eternal cry ofLet there be
The spark of creation burning bright within me
The spark of creation won’t let me rest at all
Until I discover or build or uncover, a thing that I can call
My celebration of the spark of creationThe spark of creation, may it burn forever
The spark of creation, I am a keeper of the flame
We think all we want is a lifetime of leisure
Each perfect day the same, endless vacationWell, that’s alright if you’re a kind crustacean
But when you’re born with an imagination
Sooner of later you’re feeling the fire, getting hotter and higher
The spark of creation