This arrangement of Rift Dash pays homage to Underground Confusion by Sly T & Ollie J.
Listen to Rift Dash by Richard Charles Stevens (Underground Fusion Suite)
Caught in two minds
Thoughts erratic
Alter course to source all sorts of magic
.
I find it bleeding tragic
That we disbelieve in magic
For we call ourselves awake
Yet are too hazed to break the habit
Facing facts
Our reins fall slack
While hopes and dreams are seen retracting
Open seas are closing beaches
Only foreseen shark attacks
.
Half full glasses
Prone to leaking
Glancing masts
On paths receding
Guarded hearts that came too far
To be so heartlessly defeated
Mastery too hard to reach
When shafted hard by disbelief
In mystery for history consistently disbarred by grief
.
Holding cards so close to chest
Known open paths lead no place blessed
For stoney faces show no grace
In loads of ways are left bereft
Undressed caress unquestionably
Less we reassess the need to follow such an unappealing recipe
(Rift dash)
.
Holding cards so close to chest
Known open paths lead no place blessed
For stoney faces show no grace
In loads of ways are left bereft
Undressed caress unquestionably
Less we reassess the need to follow such an unappealing recipe
.
Outstretch delusion
Without stress
Devout to the one truth about to be proven
Castles in skies
Are one glance from our eyes
When we dance in the arms of illusion
.
Coming on strong
Coming on strong
Coming on strong
Coming on strong
Coming on strong
Coming on strong
Coming on strong
Like a yo-yo up and down
.
Coming on strong
Coming on strong
Coming on strong
Coming on strong
Coming on strong
Coming on strong
Coming on strong
Like a yo-yo up and down
.
Coming on strong
Coming on strong
Coming on strong
Coming on strong
Coming on strong
Coming on strong
Coming on strong
Like a yo-yo up and down
.
Disaster artists disregard the charm
For ways to raise alarm
Causing greater harm while falling
All remaining paths distorting
.
Caught in two minds
Thoughts erratic
Alter course to source all sorts of magic
.
Caught in two minds
Thoughts erratic
Alter course to source all sorts of magic
(Rift dash)
.
Holding cards so close to chest
Known open paths lead no place blessed
For stoney faces show no grace
In loads of ways are left bereft
Undressed caress unquestionably
Less we reassess the need to follow such an unappealing recipe
(Rift dash)
.
Holding cards so close to chest
Known open paths lead no place blessed
For stoney faces show no grace
In loads of ways are left bereft
Undressed caress unquestionably
Less we reassess the need to follow such an unappealing recipe
.
Trading places with stasis
The pace can amaze us
In ways too arcane for the dazed and confused
Racing to wide open spaces
With chasing pack facing facts far too abrasive to soothe
Moving may seem like a doomed expedition
Less we remove all excess inhibition
.
Have to let it gather
For the best abracadabras
Are the kind inclined to reaching out to grab us by the knackers
.
Have to believe in the Avé Maria to see her
Not with our eyes
For she’s shy in that way
Search what’s inside
And you might find her gaze
Therefore delight in the most divine ways
Sacred line of sight rightly appraised
.
Outstretch delusion
Without stress
Devout to the one truth about to be proven
Castles in skies
Are one glance from our eyes
When we dance in the arms of illusion
.
Outstretch delusion
Without stress
Devout to the one truth about to be proven
Castles in skies
Are one glance from our eyes
When we dance in the arms of illusion
.
Outstretch delusion
Without stress
Devout to the one truth about to be proven
Castles in skies
Are one glance from our eyes
When we dance in the arms of illusion
.
Outstretch delusion
Without stress
Devout to the one truth about to be proven
Castles in skies
Are one glance from our eyes
When we dance in the arms of illusion
.
Richard Charles Stevens
Keeper of The Crimson Quill

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