Listen to Knife Edge by Richard Charles Stevens (Who’s Hous’n Suite)
Listen to Who’s Hous’n by DJ DD Hass
At pinnacle a river wild runs through
My inner child
A smile resumes
Eyes open wide
Baptised unto the ocean tide
Defined anew
.
All minor inconvenience aside
See no good reason to resign
To intermediate design
Each time the tide falls
With frightful sense of dejà vu
The tête-à-tête of blasé view
A voice which grates
To illustrate alarm
Then carve a pathway through
.
Feel halfway due a miracle
A room to view reciprocal
With every heartbeat critical to mythical pursuit
At pinnacle a river wild runs through
My inner child
A smile resumes
Eyes open wide
Baptised unto the ocean tide
Defined anew
.
On knife edge
I hereby pledge allegiance to the cause
And should I fall to my death
Then no grievance shall retort
.
On knife edge
I hereby pledge allegiance to the cause
And should I fall to my death
Then no grievance shall retort
.
At pinnacle a river wild runs through
My inner child
A smile resumes
Eyes open wide
Baptised unto the ocean tide
Defined anew
.
At pinnacle a river wild runs through
My inner child
A smile resumes
Eyes open wide
Baptised unto the ocean tide
Defined anew
.
While slew of opal skies comprise hospitable horizon
Deemed elliptical reprised
Of metaphysical design
From vital clues
Vital clues
Vital clues
Vital clues
.
I cut to the chase
At a gluttonous pace
For the succulent taste
Was divine
Dined on remains of the day for entrée
Followed then with a stem of grape wine
Not since grade nine
Had I seen such rays shine
Having strayed from the pines
Mesmerised by blade shine
These concave lines gave rise to tell tale signs that I could be wavelike and scale great heights in liberated flight
Proliferated by a rehabilitated mind
My equilibrated spine now realigned
And for the first time since my first prime
I felt fine
I felt fine
.
On knife edge
I hereby pledge allegiance to the cause
And should I fall to my death
Then with final breath
Shall count my timely blessings for the prevalence of warmth
A sentiment I care to share with all
.
As seasons come to pass
I seldom change the base belief
That bleeds my arteries and veins
Through every largesse I bequeath
For every crested piece of me
Releases intravenously
To seek the beats that bid retreat
With fleet of feet and peaceably
Would gift the timepiece from my wrist
To those whose souls blow mine a kiss
My only wish
They one day make it tick
This way they need not miss a single trick
.
On knife edge
I hereby pledge allegiance to the cause
And should I fall to my death
Then no grievance shall retort
.
On knife edge
I hereby pledge allegiance to the cause
And should I fall to my death
Then no grievance shall retort
.
At pinnacle a river wild runs through
My inner child
A smile resumes
Eyes open wide
Baptised unto the ocean tide
Defined anew
.
At pinnacle a river wild runs through
My inner child
A smile resumes
Eyes open wide
Baptised unto the ocean tide
Defined anew
.
I’m a lion with a fiery mane
Star gazing when believed
Unchanging faith my favoured steed
I tell it straight through innate need
To escalate conveyer speed
To celebrate each freak unique
The dreamer dreams to feed the streams
Each piece of me I bleed
Redeems the essence convalescence needs to dress us each as masterpieces
.
No psalm to preach
Yet open palms
For in the name of my own father
Feel no need to bleed stigmata
Feel no need to play the martyr
Nothing guarded
Nothing harboured
Nothing less than blessèd ardour
Nothing left suppressed
Bereft the pressing need to dress in armour
Yes indeed addressing each distressing scene
No less than keen
To better glean direction to a heavenly nirvana
.
(fading out)
On knife edge
I hereby pledge allegiance to the cause
And should I fall to my death
Then no grievance shall retort
.
On knife edge
I hereby pledge allegiance to the cause
And should I fall to my death
Then no grievance shall retort
.
At pinnacle a river wild runs through
My inner child
A smile resumes
Eyes open wide
Baptised unto the ocean tide
Defined anew
.
At pinnacle a river wild runs through
My inner child
A smile resumes
Eyes open wide
Baptised unto the ocean tide
Defined anew
.
Richard Charles Stevens
Keeper of The Crimson Quill

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