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A ship is burning
Out at sea
Flames in the dark
Caught on the breeze
From the shore
With tear stained eyes
The king is dead
But a phoenix will arise
From yesterday
To tomorrow
On ancient stones
On misty moors
I carve the names
Of those who came before
Washed in moonlight
The shadows move
Hear the voices
Calling out to you
From yesterday
To tomorrow
Tony Wakeford
