We get this strange feeling That we have never had in our lives Except occasionally by accident Some people get a glimpse That we are no longer this poor little stranger and afraid In a world it never made (Dream with me, dream with me) (Believe with me, believe with me) (Don't you die on me, don't you die on me) (Because today we dream, today we dream) But that you are this universe And you are creating at every moment Because, you see, it starts now It didn't begin in the past, there was no past See, if the universe began in the past, when that happened it was now See, well, it's still now And the universe is still beginning now and it's trailing off like the wake of a ship And the wake of the ship fades out, so does the past You can look back there to explain things but the explanation disappears You'll never find it there Things are not explained by the past They are explained by what happens now That creates the past and it begins here That's the birth of responsibility