This arrangement of The Feels pays homage to Invader by Dance With The Dead.
Listen to The Feels by Richard Charles Stevens (Invader Suite)
Love is to let love
To never forget love
To live love
To breathe love
To bleed seed and feed love
The dare to be seen love
That tells of a dream love
Deep as each sleep
And that one thing unique love
.
Gushing through the arteries
To see the heart beat free of bind
Lead the kind of chorus line
Adored by all who breathe in time
Love is yours
What’s more it’s mine
To all adored
A chorus line
Some way we fall
Yet soar the skies
With all we need to breathe in time
.
As long as a piece of string
Only when bound
In shackles choked back
As we leap from the ground
Love is profound doubled down
And renowned for inclusion when two huddle round for the fusion
Illusionary only when doubting of magic
Without which our hearts remain bound
And its tragic
We fall out of favour
When all out of ways to attain greatest stake and embrace the emphatic
Call out behaviour distasteful
For love makes it plain we can sway to more favourable habit
Far too long buffering
Fatally framed
Wings bravely shuttering
Made its escape
.
Love is to let love
To never forget love
To live love
To breathe love
To bleed seed and feed love
The dare to be seen love
That tells of a dream love
Deep as each sleep
And that one thing unique love
.
Gushing through the arteries
To see the heart beat free of bind
Lead the kind of chorus line
Adored by all who breathe in time
Love is yours
What’s more it’s mine
To all adored
A chorus line
Some way we fall
Yet soar the skies
With all we need to breathe in time
.
Doubling back to less prosaic age
Coupling veins and indeed weaving braid
Pure as the gleam on a velvet sheathed blade
And as deep as the well sweetest wishes are placed
.
Love is to dare to amaze
Free from despairing ensnare of the maze
Seen through the eyes of a child when we smile
Can light up one’s face in the shade
(The feels)
.
Dandelion rays
And candle light kisses
No end of days
One wild brave ellipsis
Parted lips
Form partnerships
With bygone echoes passing
Blushed the artists brush
Can let love live in flush cathartic
.
There are kings and there are queens
There are hopes that cling to dreams
There are open hearts unseamed
To be spoken in reprise
.
There are kings and there are queens
There are hopes that cling to dreams
There are open hearts unseamed
To be spoken in reprise
.
The world’s a stage
A passion play
Where harp-strings praise
Impassioned braves
Gallant knights ride satin waves
And fashion ways to rise
The world’s a coliseum
The arena of Athena
Seen anew through tears
Wept ashen grey
That saturate the eyes
.
The world is ours to claim our place
Flame inside our clay to shape
Eyes our own remain that way
Until we see the gains outweighed
.
There are kings and there are queens
There are hopes that cling to dreams
There are open hearts unseamed
To be spoken in reprise
.
Love is to let love
To never forget love
To live love
To breathe love
To bleed seed and feed love
The dare to be seen love
That tells of a dream love
Deep as each sleep
And that one thing unique love
.
Gushing through the arteries
To see the heart beat free of bind
Lead the kind of chorus line
Adored by all who breathe in time
Love is yours
What’s more it’s mine
To all adored
A chorus line
Some way we fall
Yet soar the skies
With all we need to breathe in time
.
Love is to let love
To never forget love
To live love
To breathe love
To bleed seed and feed love
The dare to be seen love
That tells of a dream love to share
Deep as each sleep
Here and there and indeed everywhere
.
Richard Charles Stevens
Keeper of The Crimson Quill

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