Current location:	bedroom
Current mood:	high
Current music:	The Mummer's Dance - Lorena McKennitt

My Favourite Song
I have been thinking quite a bit about music lately. I have not found an affinity for new music. I have no favourite band. I do however have a favourite song by a favourite artist. There are many reasons for my love of this particular work; perhpas it is the celtic, somewhat tribla feelings it provokes, or the sense of flirting with the mystic which I adore. I am not sure the reason; I am sure however that I feel wonderul while listening to it.
The Mummer's Dance, by Lorena McKennitt
Oh...
Oh...
When in the springtime of the year
When the trees are crowned with leaves
When the askhand oak,
And the birch and yew
Are dressed in ribbons fair.
When owls call the breathless moon
In the blue veil of the night
The shadows of the trees appear
Amidst the lantern light.
We've been rambling all the night
And sometime of this day
Now returning back again
We bring a garland gay
Who will go down to those shady groves
And summon the shadows there
And tie a ribbon on those sheltering arms
In the springtime of the year
The songs of birds seem to fill the wood
That when the fiddler plays
All their voices can be heard
Long past their woodland days
We've been rambling all the night
And sometime of this day
Now returning back again
We bring a garland gay
And so they linked their
Hands and danced
Round in circles and in rows
And so the journey of the night descends
When all the shades are gone
A garland gay we bring you here
And at your door we stand
It is a sprout well budded out
The work of Our Lord's hand
We've been rambling all the night
And sometime of this day
Now returning back again
We bring a garland gay
We've been rambling all the night
And sometime of this day
Now returning back again
We bring a garland gay




Word of the day: skullduggery - noun: a devious act or trick. also: to act deceitful or to have no scruples