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Peter Henry Phillips
burn crash
His daily walk was innocent
The sun can't wait to go down
For the moon has to rise
For him to go
The seas were sailed
The books are closed
They burn and crash
Where do I go
They burn and crash
Where does it leave us
They burn and crash
Where does it leave us
It's a beautiful day to ride a unicorn
Your soul's a light for us to follow
Your soul's a light for when we go
His daily walk was innocent
His daily walk was innocent