This arrangement of Stairwell pays homage to Shelter by Circuit.
Listen to Stairwell by Richard Charles Stevens (Sheltered Suite)
i met her on the upstair
halfway tween the here and there
forget how i got up there
neither do i really care
for ne’er had a black eagle dared
to soar the skies and prize the air
with enterprise and debonair
the likes of which we shared
.
hopscotch
off the stopwatch
a great many would deem hogwash
yet it set a top notch scene
at the ravine
she was dressed in evergreen
such blessèd sight i’d never seen
arrested eyes were mine
as i attested to each breath less deep
.
my heart it beat so fast
the artist in me started weeping
suggesting we should make a date with destiny and keep it
childlike at the streams
a minor trail hike in our dreams
where we scale heights so seldom seen
much less believed
the daylight in our pale night blazed a trail
to where prevailing pains give way to feelings some way less outrageously obscene
.
i met her on the upstair
halfway tween the here and there
forget how i got up there
neither do i really care
for ne’er had a black eagle dared
to soar the skies and prize the air
with enterprise and debonair
the likes of which we shared
.
knew the stairwell
due to fare well
.
took leave of our senses
to drench in the feeling
dig trenches so deep they led directly to the ceiling
indeed i have never been halfway so keen revealing
all of me there’s ever been
one vintage love in evergreen
a date with fate
though less extreme
forever wed to destiny
every flamed vein blazing
interweaving
at some place it was claimed possessed no ceiling
the one place only angel eyes believe in
.
i met her on the upstair
halfway tween the here and there
forget how i got up there
neither do i really care
for ne’er had a black eagle dared
to soar the skies and prize the air
with enterprise and debonair
the likes of which we shared
.
we shared
we shared
.
climbing vines to get high
i forget why i felt beaten
each defeat offset by every sweet feeling repeating
better yet in retrospect
i felt each pain to gain the edge
that led me so directly to the
climbing vines to get high
i forget why i felt beaten
each defeat offset by every sweet feeling repeating
better yet in retrospect
i felt each pain to gain the edge
that led me so directly to the treasure i’d been seeking
.
i met her on the upstair
halfway tween the here and there
forget how i got up there
neither do i really care
for ne’er had a black eagle dared
to soar the skies and prize the air
with enterprise and debonair
the likes of which we shared
.
i met her on the upstair
halfway tween the here and there
forget how i got up there
neither do i really care
for ne’er had a black eagle dared
to soar the skies and prize the air
with enterprise and debonair
the likes of which we shared
.
Richard Charles Stevens
Keeper of The Crimson Quill

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