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Listen to The Perquisite of Precious Things by Richard Stevens (One Is Suite Enough)
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In compassionate glow
Over battlements flown
I proffer my soul
To go home
.
I offer my heart
To the music of chance
Its beat fits and starts
Yet is swift to remark
On the avant-garde rhythm which sets it apart
The endings arisen to freshen next start
Unfairness forgiven
Regardless of scars
Making darling provision
Of the vision this grants
I offer my heart
To the music of chance
From first pirouette to last dance
.
There’s a universe within us baby
No ifs or buts
Too high to see maybes
(Climb a star)
There’s a universe within us baby
No ifs or buts
Too high to see maybes
(Climb a star)
There’s a universe within us baby
No ifs or buts
Too high to see maybes
(Climb a star)
There’s a universe within us baby
No ifs or buts
Too high to see maybes
(Climb a star)
.
Please do view this as all of me
Do feel free to call on me
Each time that life needs to dress up less ordinary
Cautionary measures
Only singe the wing feathers
At expense of keen pleasure
Hence the lessen of treasure
Should a feather of forever
Seek relish led endeavour
Nevermore again these tethers
From deep pains gain be severed
.
There’s a universe within us baby
No ifs or buts
Too high to see maybes
(Climb a star)
There’s a universe within us baby
No ifs or buts
Too high to see maybes
(Climb a star)
There’s a universe within us baby
No ifs or buts
Too high to see maybes
(Climb a star)
There’s a universe within us baby
No ifs or buts
Too high to see maybes
(Climb a star)
.
In compassionate glow
Over battlements flown
I proffer my soul
To go home
.
I offer my heart
To the music of chance
Its beat slowed to start
Yet was swift to remark
On a trip through the stars
Now it grows with each dance
Bids twinning repose
To all precious things darned
Into cloak beneath which
Its chosen beat calms
To compose a sweet tune
From the music of chance
To compose a sweet tune
From the music of chance
To compose a sweet tune
From the music of chance
.
(Chance)
Climb a star
(Chance)
Climb a star
(Chance)
Climb a star
(Chance)
Climb a star
.
I offer my heart
To the music of chance
Its beat fits and starts
Yet is swift to remark
On the avant-garde rhythm which sets it apart
The endings arisen to freshen next start
Unfairness forgiven
Regardless of scars
Making darling provision
Of the vision this grants
I offer my heart
To the music of chance
From first pirouette to last dance
From first pirouette to last dance
.
From the music of chance
To the tune of my heart
.
Richard Charles Stevens
Keeper of The Crimson Quill
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