From Nothing to Abundance

From nothing Nothing to life Life to death Nothing to the skyscraper To the wheel and big ben And back again And back again And back again From nothing Nothing to the bank and the power plant Nothing Nothing to the crime And the long long clock chime From nothing to the rich man's plea And the revolutionary decree And back again Back again From nothing Nothing to philosophers debating our creation Nothing to the cheap perfumes And the hint of summer tunes From nothing Nothing to the lie And the poor child's cry And the chance that flutters by And back again And back again And back again From nothing To the will to help and stay put From nothing To the will to destruct Nothing, nothing to abundance Nothing, nothing to me Nothing to me Nothing to me Nothing to me Nothing to me And back again And back again And back again And back again And back again