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Listen to Namasté by Richard Charles Stevens (Take Me Away Suite)

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Namasté
I bow to the divine in you
And each true colour shining through
For every shade and hue reveals
A piece of you
No thief could steal
.
A piece of you
No thief could steal
.
A piece of you
No thief could steal
.
Every shade and hue reveals
A piece of you
No thief could steal
.
Even when my heart stands still
I feel you beat within it
It climbs atop the peak
For every time you sneak a visit
Each night
The floorboards creak
They speak your name
And I am bound to the persuasion of the feeling this elicits
.
For such fine beauty
Thine is duty far outreaching civic
My sweetest dream’s forever scene has never been more vivid
(Namasté)
My sweetest dream’s forever scene has never been more vivid
.
Namasté
I bow to the divine in you
And each true colour shining through
For every shade and hue reveals
A piece of you
No thief could steal
.
Every shade and hue reveals
A piece of you
No thief could steal
.
Every shade and hue reveals
A piece of you
No thief could steal
.
Even when my heart stands still
I feel you beat within it
It climbs atop the peak
For every time you sneak a visit
Each night
The floorboards creak
They speak your name
And I am bound to the persuasion of the feeling this elicits
.
For such fine beauty
Thine is duty far outreaching civic
For such fine beauty
Thine is duty far outreaching civic
For such fine beauty
Thine is duty far outreaching civic
My sweetest dream’s forever scene has never been more vivid
.
Vivid (repeat)
.
(Namasté)
.
No need to take my heart
When I am well at ease to give it
No need to cast a spell
To tell my lips
To breathe in symmetry
My flesh veil need not limit me
When thine is a more blessèd trail
No need to use my eyes to see
Beyond the pale advice to seek
Would sooner speak
In silent tongue
Than see your dreams in strife among
Would rather die
Than testify no sight of where my life begun
(No sight of where my life begun)
Would rather die
Than testify no sight of where my life begun
.
Namasté
I bow to the divine in you
And each true colour shining through
For every shade and hue reveals
A piece of you
No thief could steal
.
Vivid (repeat)
A piece of you
No thief could steal
Vivid (repeat)
.
Namasté
I bow to the divine in you
And every sweeping vine of you
That feeds my heart’s reclining root
For every piece of you that spills
My arteries are seen to fill
No thief could steal
A masterpiece
Defeat the will defining you
And as for me
I’m merely keen to set the scene providing dues
Reminding you
That you are seen
As mystic ever charmed and true
.
Mystic ever charmed and true
Mystic ever charmed and true
Mystic ever charmed and true
.
Some way from lost
When found anew
No faith betossed
On grounds of rue
Shall never stop
Renowning you
Shall never cease belief
That every piece of you
Is piece of me
And I would give my last
To see you breathe
.
Every piece of you
Is piece of me
(Mystic ever charmed and true)
I would give my last
To see you breathe
Every piece of you
Is piece of me
I would give my last
To see you breathe
(Mystic ever charmed and true)
.
Even when my heart stands still
I feel you beat within it
(True)
It climbs atop the peak
For every time you sneak a visit
(True)
Each night
The floorboards creak
They speak your name
And I am bound to the persuasion of the feeling this elicits
.
For such fine beauty
Thine is duty far outreaching civic
My sweetest dream’s forever scene has never been more vivid
.
Vivid (repeat)
.
My sweetest dream’s forever scene has never been more vivid
My sweetest dream’s forever scene has never been more vivid
.
Vivid (repeat)
.
Mystic ever charmed and true
Mystic (repeat)
Mystic ever charmed and true
Mystic (repeat)
Mystic ever charmed and true
.
Namasté
I bow to the divine in you
And each true colour shining through
For every shade and hue reveals
A piece of you
No thief could steal
.
A piece of you
No thief could steal
Every shade and hue reveals
A piece of you
A piece of you
A piece of you
A piece of you
A piece of you
No thief could steal
.

Richard Charles Stevens

Keeper of The Crimson Quill

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