on the horns of a new moon's light Caesar's ghost I saw the war-time tides The prince of Denmark's father still and quiet And the whole world was looking
that I'm sendin it Now your soul bubblin brown sugar so you'll remember it Legitimate, imminent, crash course for illiterate From August to September, Prince is heavenly
King." The world in solemn stillness lay, To hear the angels sing. Still through the cloven skies they come, Love's banner all unfurled; And still their heavenly
child begins to dream And he dreams of hopes unspoken When the tears of man will cease And his mother holds him closer For he is the Prince of peace