Forget "Creation", forget "Big Bang"
and the chance mutations of Darwin's gang
the Universe is made of notes
that only exist in someone's throat

Half his life Mohammed heard
weird voices and wrote their words
it's also true but seldom said
this tune was always in his head

Wherever life appears
it's separated by light years
but no two points can be remote
once they have heard these notes

Every atom plays the hymn
every echo is from within
every eardrum makes a map
and it sounds like this when one hand claps

I've seen this with a prophets mind
I've seen the future of mankind
which is not hell, which is not bliss
but all I can say is it looks like this