Listen to Siren Song by Richard Charles Stevens
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Calm the breeze
Calm the breeze
Calm the breeze
Calm the breeze
.
She came from the heart of the sea
Though that may seem quite hard to believe
There’s a part of me party to hearty belief
That her each moonlit dance charms the breeze
(Charms the breeze)
.
At half mast and tattered
My glass heart is shattered
Long since been deceived
Of belief cheaply flattered
The song of the siren
I long to rely on
To guide me from sobriety to rapture
(Rapture)
.
All at sea
I may be
But the lady doth not seem to bid protest
(Calm the breeze)
(Calm the breeze)
Indeed each time the low tide ebbs
She gently rests her palm against my chest
(Calm the breeze)
(Calm the breeze)
(Calm the breeze)
To calm the storm’s caress
Impress sweet psalm upon the blessèd dreams foreseen
(Guide me from sobriety to rapture)
No less than keen
No less than ever destined for redeem
Undressed the fated flesh of death’s decree
.
(Sweeping)
(Sweeping)
Sweeping waves chase her embrace
As she races
Sweet bride of the tides
With the skies in her eyes
Her divine tears confide
Eden tasted
With faith
Ne’er an opulent droplet be wasted
.
Tainted not by storm’s caress
Less treasured by dreams plaintive
Sorrow bled tomorrows
Wept of yesterdays creative
Native to the oceans
Her devotion knows no bounds
With spirits roaming northward
And her ringlets flowing south
(Rapture)
.
Through bitter hail
Assailing breeze
I waited patiently for she
Prevailed fierce gales with weightless ease
To breathe these waves and taste her deep
(Rapture)
(To breathe these waves and taste her deep)
.
The song of the siren
Have long since relied on
To guide me from sobriety’s low tide
To rapture deep
Indeed there’s a part of me party to hearty belief
That my heart lies at sea
Where the music of chance
Clears a path to the stars
While our each moonlit dance charms the breeze
.
She came from the heart of the sea
(Charmed the breeze)
Though that may seem quite hard to believe
(Charmed the breeze)
There’s a part of me party to hearty belief
That her each moonlit dance charms the breeze
(Rapture)
.
(Rapture)
.
Pure white sands
And sea foam dreams
Who would have known we could see such a scene
(Rapture)
Bracing each wave set to dash at our feet
Each hesitation is catch and release
(Rapture)
.
Someone once said that the ocean is deep
Yet devotion can go that much deeper
Someone once said that our souls glow most sweetly
The moment perceived as a keeper
Some of us spend our whole lives in low tide
Unaware of the shed skin beneath us
Some of us hold onto secrets so tired
That our dreams seem no longer so ceaseless
Here in the dearest of clearest blue waters
One need not fall
Should the other one falter
Building foundations
With no need for mortar
Our sand castles rise to the skies
Childlike remembrance tends to reprise
When reminded of light in the whites of our eyes
Reasons to swim when it feels as though sinking
Reasons to steer towards something unstinting
Reasons to amble the shoreline at night
Reasons to stay in this place till first light
.
Some place it’s best to envisage sights grand
One spacious stretch of idyllic white sands
Some place where our hearts delight
When standing hand in hand
With quite the itinerary planned
.
Some place most serene as seen through eyes devoid of panic
Some place where our hopes and dreams are simply oceanic
Some place where the sun beams every time the moon blows kisses
A fathomless well of elaborate swell to scatter most hopeful of wishes
.
We dance at the heart of the sea
Though that may seem quite hard to believe
There’s a part of me party to hearty belief
That our each moonlit dance charms the breeze
.
Richard Charles Stevens
Keeper of The Crimson Quill

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