This arrangement of Fluid fuses elements of both Stupid Dope Mix Pts. 1 & 2 by Manix.

Listen to Fluid by Richard Charles Stevens (Stupid Dope Mix-Up Suite)

Listen to Stupid Dope Mix (Pt. 1) by Manix

Run to the sun
Become
Run to the sun
Become
Run to the sun
Become fluid
(Fluid)
Fluid
(Fluid)
Fluid
(Fluid)
Fluid
Run to the sun
Become
Run to the sun
Become
Run to the sun
Become fluid

Imagine a door
Now
Walk through it
Dream an ideal
Go pursue it
View it through eyes
Crystal clear as blue skies
Spare a thought
For the child
Who outgrew it

Do it
Or else you might rue it
Run to the sun
Become fluid

Do it
Or else you might rue it
Run to the sun
Become fluid

Imagine a world
Let the banner unfurl
To reveal your impassioned creation
Be a boy
Be a girl
Duchess
Duke
Countess
Earl
Feed the roots
Seeds and shoots
Duly raise them
Be astute
Be aloof
See a crime
Be a sleuth
Seek to find deepest root
Silent eyes speak its truth

Imagine reawakening
At riverside
Feel dignified to wade the stream
Where nature breathes
The same way facing
Chasing breeze

Playfully proceed
Make haste to shade beneath the tree most spacious
Taste its weeping sap
Enrapture
Feel unchained
Unchaste
Salacious
Be flirtatious
Turning pages
Lick your finger
Let it linger
Play dead ringer
Be courageous
Break the stasis
Take it places

Playfully proceed
Make haste to shade beneath the tree most spacious
Taste its weeping sap
Enrapture
Feel unchained
Unchaste
Salacious
Be flirtatious
Turning pages
Lick your finger
Let it linger
Play dead ringer
Be courageous
Break the stasis
Take it places

Run to the sun
Become
Run to the sun
Become
Run to the sun
Become fluid

Run to the sun
Become
Run to the sun
Become
Run to the sun
Become fluid

Weightless
Freightless
Ageless
Vivacious
In claiming outrageous
All waking narration
Make graven thy name
In the safest placed haven
Where famed be the raven’s unchanging persuasion
Remain in its gaze
Lay with grace in its shade
Make delight of the light
Which invites serenade
While free flight steepens height of amaze
Free flight steepens height of amaze

Imagine a world
Let the banner unfurl
To reveal your impassioned creation
Be a boy
Be a girl
Duchess
Duke
Countess
Earl
Feed the roots
Seeds and shoots
Duly raise them
Be astute
Be aloof
See a crime
Be a sleuth
Seek to find deepest root
Silent eyes speak its truth

Playfully proceed
Make haste to shade beneath the tree most spacious
Taste its weeping sap
Enrapture
Feel unchained
Unchaste
Salacious
Be flirtatious
Turning pages
Lick your finger
Let it linger
Play dead ringer
Be courageous
Break the stasis
Take it places

Playfully proceed
Make haste to shade beneath the tree most spacious
Taste its weeping sap
Enrapture
Feel unchained
Unchaste
Salacious

Run to the sun
Become
Run to the sun
Become
Run to the sun
Become fluid

Run to the sun
Become
Run to the sun
Become
Run to the sun
Become fluid

Run to the sun
Become
Run to the sun
Become
Run to the sun
Become fluid

Imagine a world
Let the banner unfurl
To reveal your impassioned creation
Be a boy
Be a girl
Duchess
Duke
Countess
Earl
Feed the roots
Seeds and shoots
Duly raise them

Imagine a way
To play freely ideally
Fashion the planes of each dreamscape sincerely
Dearly depart
Bid farewell to the flesh
Then make welcome address
To a world wherein blessed
To unfurl bare except for the elegant dress
That of senses refreshed
As you venture the depths
Of ascent
To no ends
No regrets
Slowing jets
No remorse
Groping thoughts
No expression overwrought
No life lesson overtaught
Never destined to be caught

You are fluid
Fluid
Fluid

Imagine a way
To play freely ideally
Where clearly these dreams best be sought

Reimagine said door
Now
Walk through it
And I’ll see you next time you are fluid

Richard Charles Stevens

Keeper of The Crimson Quill

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