Educating Theta (Time Bandit Remix)

Listen to Educating Theta by Richard Charles Stevens (Time Bandit Remix)

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Home is where the heart resides
Where artful tones in calm confide
The answers to a thousand trials
The whereabouts of kin
It’s not a case of fitting in
But finding that one missing link
The kind of ancient discipline
That whispers when we listen in
Whispers when we listen in
Whispers when we listen in

From beetleweed to ceiling beam
To peaceful sleep
Cathedral dream
Foreseen belief
In brief redeem
Yet endless sweet remembrance
Bled to bone
Skin shed alone
Each mortal breath undressed atone
In sacrifice
The reddened stone
Of heavenly resemblance
In sacrifice
The reddened stone
Of heavenly resemblance
In sacrifice
The reddened stone
Of heavenly resemblance
Heavenly resemblance
Heavenly resemblance
In sacrifice
The reddened stone
Of heavenly resemblance

Only takes one glowing orb
To grace adore to knowing ward
To scale the walls of own accord
And hail the dawn’s enthrone
Its beat bids sweet remembrance
To the embers of the bones
Where destiny refreshes
Each recentred sensor node

Riding on the theta waves
Isochronic tones composed to flow remotely
Huddle close to pulse within our sleeping brains

Riding on the theta waves
Isochronic tones composed to flow remotely
Huddle close to pulse within our sleeping brains
Frequencies so low
That they can barely ghost our conscious minds
While deep into the clay they mine
To scope out our unseen designs
Remind us of the astral plane
And captivate the inner child
Enraptured at the riverside
Make dash to see revivified
The stature one time dignified
Solidify its standing
Learn to seek a deeper understanding
See the earth withstanding
Every weighted burden bore
And have a hand in furthering explore

Heretofore aligned to soar
Above the clouds
To score the floor
Overlaying
Underscoring
Au fait with each deep outporing
Shoring up the senses
With the scaffold of enlighten
To see them leap the fence in fever heightened

Five becomes ten
As the theta waves bend
To extend our receptors
Sequentially stretch them
Undress from the vesture
The essence sequestered
To go for broke zoning
Unspoken investment
Releasing potential
To deepen credential
The easel
To sketch with an infinite stencil
To trace each vein
To whence it came
And see no frame
To hamper
To reel off ways
Of breaking chains
To ride upon the theta waves
Reawaken sleeping brains
To ceaseless plains
Full canter
To ceaseless plains
Full canter
To ceaseless plains
Full canter

Home is where the heart resides
Where artful tones in calm confide
The answers to a thousand trials
The answers to a thousand trials
The answers to a thousand trials
The whereabouts of kin
The answers to a thousand trials
It’s not a case of fitting in
But finding that one missing link
The kind of ancient discipline
That whispers when we listen in

From beetleweed to ceiling beam
To peaceful sleep
Cathedral dream
Foreseen belief
In brief redeem
Yet endless sweet remembrance
Bled to bones
Skin shed alone
Each mortal breath undressed atone
In sacrifice
The reddened stone
Of heavenly resemblance
Only takes one glowing orb
To grace adore to knowing ward
To scale the walls of own accord
And hail the dawn’s enthrone
To scale the walls of own accord
And hail the dawn’s enthrone
Hail the dawn’s enthrone
Hail the dawn’s enthrone