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Listen to Burning Question by Richard Charles Stevens (Logo Suite)
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We belong
We belong
.
We don’t belong to anything
To anyone
Remarkably
We answer to the call of only one
Our choices are our own to make
Our rules alone to dare to break
Our lives dethroned of cruel dictate
Once we locate the place where we belong
.
We don’t belong to anything
To anyone
Remarkably
We answer to the call of only one
Our choices are our own to make
Our rules alone to dare to break
Our lives dethroned of cruel dictate
Once we locate the place where we belong
We belong
We belong
We belong
Once we locate the place where we belong
.
As long as a piece of string
Fresh as the cedar spring
Once we approve
Begin doing the decent thing
Look at our recent trips
Share where they lead
Care to see clean through the woods to the trees
Retrace each step
And with faith
Interject
The persuasion dead skin to shed free
The persuasion dead skin to shed free
The persuasion dead skin to shed free
.
Retrace each step
And with faith
Interject
The persuasion dead skin to shed free
.
Where we are headed
Is our path to venture
Our choice in condoning our own misadventure
To be wild and free
Our rights only to waiver
Once we slacken reins on draining patterns of behaviour
.
Our brains are the most intricate machinery
Our gardens home to individual greenery
Should we fixate on thievery
Then thieves are all we see
And suddenly the scenery becomes a salty sea
Drowning in self-loathing
Which we crown through juxtaposing
The same victory proposing as defeat
.
Drowning in self-loathing
Which we crown through juxtaposing
The same victory proposing as defeat
.
Beating down the brows of those whose frowns compose our fleet
Information overloaded owed to bleak receipt
Boarding the ghost train
When hosted pain is indiscreet
Hopes of breaking chains are most petite
.
We don’t belong to anything
To anyone
Remarkably
We answer to the call of only one
Our choices are our own to make
Our rules alone to dare to break
Our lives dethroned of cruel dictate
Once we locate the place where we belong
Once we locate the place where we belong
.
Deep behind the grate
Lies a labyrinth to navigate
Ten thousand wires to calibrate
One hall of fame esteemed
For herein frames the masterpieces
Long estranged from hearts that beat and we reclaim their essence when our arteries remembrance we bleed
(Herein frames the masterpieces
Long estranged from hearts that beat and we reclaim their essence when our arteries remembrance we bleed)
Less we toss the towel in and concede
Less we toss the towel in and concede
.
The gown we wear
The air we breathe
Is ours declared
Through fair belief
That we can be the ideal we were spared to be
Once we repair the damages we tend to bear unbearably
.
Force of habit snags us in the brambles of retreat
Surrendered to the embers as the flame within concedes
Beggaring belief with vagrant sword implored to cleave
When there is more to life aside to pride than death’s decree
There is more to life aside to pride than death’s decree
.
We may well see perceptively
When others we perceive
Yet some way less effectively compelled to self-critique
Seeking for answers
We can further learn suggestion
If only we can pose the burning question
If only we can pose the burning question
If only we can pose the burning question
.
Turning worms can top the soil
When learned of verse unlocked of spoil
For every caterpillar
There’s a butterfly absconding foil
We don’t belong to anything
To anyone but selves
And we need not be so unjustly thrust on dusty shelves
Winds shall bluster
Dull our lustre
Turning guts
We learn to trust them
Intuition steeps provision
Once entreated inner vision
Suddenly the scenery repeats free speech of favour famed in throng
.
We belong (repeat)
.
Richard Charles Stevens
Keeper of The Crimson Quill
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