Brian 'Peza' Perrins Biography

Confused in mind, bereft of soul
Through poppy fields I wonder, alone I stroll
Where’s the world that I used to know
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I wake and rise to the morning dew
And it’s not unusual that I think of you

Another wondrous morning on God’s great land
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It’s been with me since the day you died
I sat and pondered whilst others cried.

The memories of you linger on without end
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Grieve outwardly or not, make a choice
Submerse yourself or show through voice.

To hide your sorrow deep down inside
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Stuck in the present, no future or past
Is this the beginning of the end at last?

Daren’t look back to the trouble and plight
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