B.A. Phillips Biography

May I rest my troubled mind upon you?
And confide in you
My purpose for life?
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Just when you thought it was possible
You were impossible
Those times you craved
You will always crave
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Breaking down in my chair
What's left except to stare
At a life that once look so filled
Now looks unwilled
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I saw you in a crowd of green
And you opened up the door
Walking down the steps
Your face was hidden
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What's not worth working for
Is simply not worth having
That saying seems louder
Whenever I think of the life
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