One Hour Old

by Mark Walmsley and Tom Faunce

Genre: Singer-Songwriter

Lyrics

One Hour Old © M Walmsley and T Faunce

Just one hour old,
A gift to my hands
Pure consciousness thou art
And will again know soon
Like our blue-green friends a billion years ago
About to start life’s revolution

Where ever on earth you grow
Don’t your own trumpet blow.
Have courage to resist
And kindness to persist
Just as our blue-green friends a billion years ago
Set out to start our evolution.

Don’t plunder or pursue
Much more than virtue.
May wisdom fill your heart
External medicine be your art
Like our blue-green friends a billion years ago
About to start our restitution

Then perhaps one day
Without intending more
Your mind will withdraw
From most that you sense
Knowing just itself and present duty
Comprehending the solution
To pain and destitution
Is truthful resolution.

Just one hour old,
A gift to my hands
Pure consciousness thou art
And will again know soon
Like our blue-green friends a billion years ago
About to start life’s revolution