Listen to Thoroughfare by Richard Charles Stevens (Pennywise Suite)

Listen to Pennywise by Neuromancer of Structural Damage

And through it all
He found his cause
His reason to tear down the walls
To bare himself unto the storm
Declare himself alive
Should his fair heart still care to thrive
Then he could strive to find the source
Of every beat reminding falls survived
.
And through it all
He found his cause
His reason to tear down the walls
To bare himself unto the storm
Declare himself alive
Should his fair heart still care to thrive
Then he could strive to find the source
Of every beat reminding falls survived
.
Seemed no use in hurting
As he stooped behind the curtain
While his eulogy seemed certain
To reprise
In his burdened eyes
There dressed no weight of expectation
For the fate he had awaited
Had negated to confide
That while he felt assigned to pacing
He could claim the peace of mind denied by facing forth with native line of sight
It was simply in his nature to persuade the clouds to break
And taste the rain as it stained reacquainted skies
.
And through it all
He found his cause
His reason to tear down the walls
To bare himself unto the storm
Declare himself alive
Should his fair heart still care to thrive
Then he could strive to find the source
Of every beat reminding falls survived
.
Every beat reminding falls survived
Every beat reminding falls survived
Every beat reminding falls survived
.
And through it all
He found the time
To make a call resounding
For of all the fortunes grounded
His remorse had been unfounded
When contrived from thoughts unbounded found in pockets of his mind
That should not one time have compounded his resign
.
Through it all
He found the time
To make a call resounding
For of all the fortunes grounded
His remorse had been unfounded
When contrived from thoughts unbounded found in pockets of his mind
That should not one time have compounded his resign
.
Seemed no use disputing that which fractured the illusion
Drawing maps of his contusions
Yawning gaps and massive bruising
Manufacturing delusion from the gaping trapdoor looming
While adapting to a life of rack and ruin
.
He felt gratitude for all of his exorbitant undoing
While there seemed no use in hurting
This had been his keen perversion
As for each perceived diversion
There was rapture in the act of introversion
.
And through it all
He found his cause
His reason to tear down the walls
To bare himself unto the storm
Declare himself alive
Should his fair heart still care to thrive
Then he could strive to find the source
Of every beat reminding falls survived
Every beat reminding falls survived
Every beat reminding falls survived
.
And through it all
He found his cause
His reason to tear down the walls
To bare himself unto the storm
Declare himself alive
Should his fair heart still care to thrive
Then he could strive to find the source
Of every beat reminding falls survived
.
Should his fair heart still care to thrive
Then he could strive to find the source
Of every beat reminding falls survived
.
Should his fair heart still care to thrive
Then he could strive to find the source
Of every beat reminding falls survived
.
Should his fair heart still care to thrive
Then he could strive to find the source
Of every beat reminding falls survived
.
And through it all
He found a version
Ultimate of form
Each breath had been penultimate
If only to forewarn
The child inside of scornful course aside
The reasons why his eyes were stricken blind
To find the source
Of every beat reminding falls survived
And through it all
The tree of life each cycle passed revived
To find the source
Of every beat reminding falls survived
And through it all
The tree of life each cycle passed revived
To find the source
Of every beat reminding falls survived
And through it all
The tree of life each cycle passed revived
The ancient art of once upon a time
The ancient art of once upon a time
The ancient art of once upon a time
The ancient art of once upon a time
.
And through it all
He found his cause
His reason to tear down the walls
To bare himself unto the storm
Declare himself alive
Should his fair heart still care to thrive
Then he could strive to find the source
Of every beat reminding falls survived
.
The ancient art of once upon a time
The ancient art of once upon a time
The ancient art of once upon a time
The ancient art of once upon a time
The ancient art of once upon a time
The ancient art of once upon a time
.

Richard Charles Stevens

Keeper of The Crimson Quill

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