Belated Flourish (Hysteria Suite)

Listen to Belated Flourish by Richard Charles Stevens (Hysteria Suite)

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It was summertime and winter
In the spring of my becoming
There was beauty in the beast that waded deep the river running
There was little indiscreet about the silence of the trees
As they entitled me to breathe free of succumbing

.

It was summertime and winter
In the spring of my becoming
There was relevance to nature
Famed to keep the river running
There was little unforeseen
Through eyes that whispered of the trees
As they enlisted the belief to freely summon
The beauty in the beast
I rediscovered
The beauty in the beast
I rediscovered
They enlisted the belief to freely summon
The beauty in the beast
I rediscovered
.
The silence of the trees bespeak the secrets of the timeless deep
(The silence of the trees bespeak the secrets of the timeless deep)
The silence of the trees bespeak the secrets of the timeless deep
(The silence of the trees bespeak the secrets of the timeless deep)
The silence of the trees bespeak the secrets of the timeless deep
(The silence of the trees bespeak the secrets of the timeless deep)
The silence of the trees bespeak the secrets of the timeless deep
(Bang Bang the drum)
.
In the absence of a mind maligned by idle ideas unbecoming
Found myself a theory for each sweet sensation prior numbing
Wires were strewn
Some red
Some blue
My veins were bled
My skin soaked through
I sang a hymn to quell the pangs
And rang the bell that felt most true
Flowers my pale bones poked through
In open ode to hopeful bloom
My gaze bespoke
The ages strewn
Through meadow haze
To fête resumed
.
Faith resumed
(Faith resumed)
(Bang Bang the drum)

.

In the greater scheme of narrative
I died to break the seal to where the habits live
(Faith resumed)
(Bang Bang the drum)
My fears were uninhabited
My favour multifaceted
For every single breath
Attested heartbeat left to haggle with
Should something wicked this way come
Then I would swiftly bang the drum
Drown out sound of compound bound
To crown behaviour more profound
Take straight razor to my pains
And bleed each vein through art
Weave the braid of same eyes seen
Through mane of each braveheart redeemed
To beat within
Entitled keep
Defiant in reclining breeze
(Defiant in reclining breeze)
Defiant in reclining breeze
.
It was summertime and winter
In the spring of my becoming
There was beauty in the beast that waded deep the river running
There was little indiscreet about the silence of the trees
As they entitled me to breathe free of succumbing
.
It was summertime and winter
In the spring of my becoming
There was beauty in the beast that waded deep the river running
There was little indiscreet about the silence of the trees
As they entitled me to breathe free of succumbing
.
It was summertime and winter
In the spring of my becoming
There was relevance to nature
Famed to keep the river running
There was little unforeseen
Through eyes that whispered of the trees
As they enlisted the belief to freely summon
The beauty in the beast
I rediscovered
The beauty in the beast
I rediscovered
The beauty in the beast
I rediscovered
They enlisted the belief to freely summon
The beauty in the beast
I rediscovered
.
The beauty in the beast
I rediscovered
(Rediscovered)
The beauty in the beast
I rediscovered
(Rediscovered)
They enlisted the belief to freely summon
The beauty in the beast
I rediscovered
(Bang Bang the drum)
.
In the absence of a mind maligned by idle ideas unbecoming
Found myself a theory for each sweet sensation prior numbing
Wires were strewn
Some red
Some blue
My veins were bled
My skin soaked through
I sang a hymn to quell the pangs
And rang the bell that felt most true
Flowers my pale bones poked through
In open ode to hopeful bloom
My gaze bespoke
The ages strewn
Through meadow haze
To fête resumed
.
Faith resumed
.
In the greater scheme of narrative
I died to break the seal to where the habits live
(Bang Bang the drums)
My fears were uninhabited
My favour multifaceted
For every single breath
Attested heartbeat left to haggle with
Should something wicked this way come
Then I would swiftly bang the drum
Drown out sound of compound bound
To crown behaviour more profound
Take straight razor to my pains
And bleed each vein through art
Weave the braid of same eyes seen
Through mane of each braveheart redeemed
To beat within
Entitled keep
Defiant in reclining breeze
.
It was summertime and winter
In the spring of my becoming
There was relevance to nature
Famed to keep the river running
There was little unforeseen
Through eyes that whispered of the trees
As they enlisted the belief to freely summon
The beauty in the beast
I rediscovered
The beauty in the beast
I rediscovered
.

Richard Charles Stevens

Keeper of The Crimson Quill

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