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A match was lit in nothingness And it set off a spark Throwing light and rock and ice Flashing through the dark It came together with this force Although there was no guide And gently we rose from the sea To climb the mountainside We stood up from where we had crossed On our hands and knees And then together we walked out From amongst the trees As we rode out of Africa I saw what we'd become Tide had thrown us up to lay In the weary sun Great things will become small things And small things will be great As everything is tossed round in The currents with no help from fate So we are under orders from Oceans that will run Our lives must come together now My love, it will be done As the thigh bone turns to salt As the egg will hatch This is not my doing, no I did not light the match |