The sun glints far across the Hastings waves,
And gleams upon the ridge back there in Ore,
D'you see the way that nature now behaves,
The way it's done so many times before?
Long, long before we came to be on earth
Long, long before our earliest family had
Any idea of our far distant birth
Nor wondered if we'd turn out good or bad.
The sun shone just like this so long ago,
The same sun that on me now gently pours
It caused the gradual melting of the snow,
It warmed the backs of tiny dinosaurs,
As it now warms the buildings in the cold
And warms the hearts of both the young and old.
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