Listen to A Stitch or Nine by Richard Charles Stevens (Sub Sector Suite)
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Incubate the seed
Incubate the seed belief can feed
Incubate the seed belief can feed to breathe progressively
Togetherly in ever matching twine
(Change the world)
Make somebody’s day
And pay it forward
Head down to the deep south
Facing northward
Matters not one jot if you are awkward in your stance
Strangers may appreciate the glance
Only takes one smile
To place a warm glow in the heart
Embracing artform sworn to go the extra mile
Only takes one kind act
To in turn deserve another
Thus discovering a place to rest awhile
Only we possess the tools
To press on through each crested fall
And still come to in some place fresh and scenic
Only we possess the tools
To press on through each crested fall
And still come to in some place fresh and scenic
Grant somebody’s wish
To gift inspire
When they lift you
Elevate them higher
Matters not one jot if you are teetering from spire
Seafaring eyes prize the frequent flyer
Change the world
Change the world
Incubate the seed belief can feed
Incubate the seed belief can feed to breathe
Incubate the seed belief can feed to breathe progressively
Togetherly in ever matching twine
(Change the world)
Incubate the seed belief can feed to breathe progressively
Togetherly in ever matching twine
(Change the world)
Incubate the seed belief can feed to breathe progressively
Togetherly in ever matching twine
(Change the world)
Incubate the seed belief can feed
(Change the world)
(Whirl)
Incubate the seed belief can feed to breathe
(Change the world)
(Whirl)
Incubate the seed belief can feed to breathe progressively
Togetherly in ever matching twine
Only takes one second
To undress the flesh of bind
Step out of the skin we’re in
And leave the rest behind
Only takes one destiny
To wink at fate suggestively
Only takes one deed
To act in kind
(Only takes one deed
To act in kind)
Make somebody’s dream come true
To see the sunlight beaming through
Windows to a soul supposed to glow
Matters not one jot the ebb and flow of essence undertowed
Only that there’s some place left to go
Only takes hello
To open up communication lines
Only takes one back
To track wherein reciprocation lies
Only takes one brush
To paint in strokes as open broad or fine
Only takes one lucky star
To redefine the skies
Astride the borderline
Redefine the skies
Redefine the skies
Redefine the skies
Astride the borderline
Redefine the skies
Redefine the skies
Astride the borderline
Redefine the skies
Redefine the skies
Redefine the skies
Astride the borderline
(Change the world)
Redefine the skies
Redefine the skies
Redefine the skies
Astride the borderline
Redefine the skies
Redefine the skies
Redefine the skies
Astride the borderline
Grant somebody’s wish
To gift inspire
When they lift you
Elevate them higher
Matters not one jot if you are teetering from spire
Seafaring eyes prize the frequent flyer
Matters not one jot if you are teetering from spire
Seafaring eyes prize the frequent flyer
Only takes one scar
To see a thousand tales end well
Only takes one pouting kiss
To tell
Grant somebody’s wish
And lift them higher than yourself
For it only takes one stitch
To change the world
Only takes one stitch
(Only takes one stitch)
Only takes one stitch
(Only takes one stitch)
It only takes one stitch
To change the world
(Change the world)
Incubate the seed belief can feed to breathe progressively
Togetherly in ever matching twine
(Change the world)
(Whirl)
Incubate the seed belief can feed to breathe progressively
Togetherly in ever matching twine
Incubate the seed belief can feed to breathe progressively
Togetherly in ever matching twine
Incubate the seed belief can feed
Incubate the seed belief can feed to breathe
Incubate the seed belief can feed to breathe progressively
Togetherly in ever matching twine
Spun from the lace
Of another time and place
And in contrary way
You’ve barely just begun
Remember always
The tears of every duct once wrung
The years you nearly came undone
The days when clearly you played dumb
The weeks that soon changed into months
Defeats paraded all at once
Then take great comfort from all you have overcome
Every sun kiss tasted
Is a day redecorated
To midsummer night a dream
And every reason left to chase it
Richard Charles Stevens
Keeper of The Crimson Quill

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