New Path

New Path by Gabriel and Dresden, feat Jan Burton
from their 2006 Self titled, Gabriel & Dresden

I open my eyes, the sun is gone.
Must trust my sense, that somethings wrong.

Consider the lives, of you and I.
Deep down this world, we all resign.

Dont take as truth, the lies they told,
..'cuz nothing that breaths is made of gold.

Reflection gives me clairity,
.. i hope you will get what you need.
Frustrated faces look away,
.. forever gone a new path is laid.

i feel all the thunder,
i feel all alright,
When something lies low..
..i feel it again, and again and again..

i feel all the thunder,
i feel all alright, (forever.)
When something lies low,
..i feel it again and again and again.
Forever gone a new path is laid..

i feel all the thunder
i feel all alright, (forever.)
When something lies low,
..i feel it again and again and again.

Forever gone a new path is laid..

Forever gone a new path is laid.

Loreena McKennitt - The Highwayman - lyrics

The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees
The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon the cloudy seas
The road was a ribbon of moonlight over the purple moor
And the highwayman came riding, riding, riding,
The highwayman came riding, up to the old inn-door. He'd a French cocked hat on his forehead, a bunch of lace at his chin,
A coat of claret velvet, and breeches of brown doe-skin;
They fitted with never a wrinkle; his boots were up to the thigh!
And he rode with a jewelled twinkle,
His pistol butts a-twinkle,
His rapier hilt a-twinkle, under the jewelled sky.



Over the cobbles he clattered and clashed in the dark innyard,
And he tapped with his whip on the shutters, but all was locked and barred;
He whistled a tune to the window, and who should be waiting there
But the landlord's black-eyed daughter,
Bess, the landlord's daughter,
Plaiting a dark red love-knot into her long black hair.

One kiss, my bonny sweetheart, I'm after a prize tonight,
But I shall be back with the yellow gold before the morning light;
Yet if they press me sharply, and harry me through the day,
Then look for me by the moonlight, watch for me by the moonlight,
I'll come to thee by the moonlight, though hell should bar the way.

He rose upright in the stirrups; he scarce could reach her hand
But she loosened her hair in the casement! His face burnt like a brand
As the black cascade of the perfume came tumbling over his breast;
And he kissed its waves in the moonlight,
(Oh, sweet waves in the moonlight!)
He tugged at his rein in the moonlight, and galloped away to the west.

He did not come at the dawning; he did not come at noon,
And out of the tawny sunset, before the rise o' the moon,
When the road was a gypsy's ribbon, looping the purple moor,
A red-coat troop came marching, marching, marching
King George's men came marching, up to the old inn-door.

They said no word to the landlord, they drank his ale instead,
But they gagged his daughter and bound her to the foot of her narrow bed;
Two of them knelt at the casement, with muskets at their side!
there was death at every window, hell at one dark window;
For Bess could see, through the casement,
The road that he would ride.

They had tied her up to attention, with many a sniggering jest;
They had bound a musket beside her, with the barrel beneath her breast!
now keep good watch! And they kissed her.
She heard the dead man say
Look for me by the moonlight, watch for me by the moonlight
I'll come to thee by the moonlight, though hell should bar the way!

She twisted her hands behind her, but all the knots held good!
She writhed her hands till her fingers were wet with sweat or blood!
They stretched and strained in the darkness and the hours crawled by like years!
Till, now, on the stroke of midnight, cold, on the stroke of midnight,
The tip of one finger touched it! The trigger at least was hers!



Tlot-tlot! Had they heard it? The horses hoofs ring clear
Tlot-tlot, in the distance! Were they deaf that they did not hear?
Down the ribbon of moonlight, over the brow of the hill,
The highwayman came riding, riding, riding!
The red-coats looked to their priming!
She stood up straight and still!

Tlot in the frosty silence! Tlot, in the echoing night!
Nearer he came and nearer! Her face was like a light!
Her eyes grew wide for a moment! She drew one last deep breath,
Then her finger moved in the moonlight, her musket shattered the moonlight,
Shattered her breast in the moonlight and warned him with her death.

He turned; he spurred to the west; he did not know she stood
bowed, with her head o'er the musket, drenched with her own red blood!
Not till the dawn he heard it; his face grew grey to hear
How Bess, the landlord's daughter, the landlord's black-eyed daughter,
Had watched for her love in the moonlight, and died in the darkness there.



And back, he spurred like a madman, shrieking a curse to the sky
With the white road smoking behind him and his rapier brandished high!
Blood-red were the spurs in the gold moon; wine-red was his velvet coat,
when they shot him down on the highway, down like a dog on the highway,
And he lay in his blood on the highway, with the bunch of lace at his throat.

Still of a winter's night, they say, when the wind is in the trees,
When the moon is a ghostly galleon, tossed upon the cloudy seas,
When the road is a ribbon of moonlight over the purple moor,
A highwayman comes riding, riding, riding,
A highwayman comes riding, up to the old inn-door.


Loreena McKennitt - The Highwayman - lyrics

Free Will Astrology

"A study by the University of London's Institute of Psychiatry concluded that overindulgence in text messaging and e-mailing typically leads to a 10-point loss in IQ, whereas pot smoking causes a decline of only four points. You probably won't have to worry about either of those dangers for a few weeks, though, Virgo, since you're entering an astrological phase when your mind will be working more efficiently than usual. In fact, given how smart you'll just naturally be, you could actually afford to kill off some brain cells. Even if you toke up while texting, your IQ is likely to be above your normal level."

Now, granted i don't often put a whole lot of credence in Astro-zodiac, but when it comes to me like *this* one, i have to take it and go all, WHOOP WHOOP! =)

Cuz Technorati told me to. =)

Technorati Profile

40 (Honest)

[One]
Who was your last text from?
..
..... the Brotha.

[Two]
Where was your default picture taken?
..
.... On top of an old abandoned look-out tower on Ft. Lewis. (Washington State)

[Three]
What's your middle name?
..
..... Jean.

[Four]
Your Current relationship status?
..
.... Happily Divorced.

[Five]
Does your crush like you?
..
.... Hmmmm. I don't currently have a crush on anyone. Unless you consider my desire to be Criss Angel's, 1st exWife, as "a crush"

[Six]
What is your current mood?
..
..... Humbled, and grateful. I'm sitting here watching that Extreme Home Makeover. This show reminds me that there is hope for humanity. It's so beautiful. I cry, and laugh at the same time.. =)

[Seven]
What's your mom's middle name?
..
.... Same as mine. Well, kind of.. Its Imogene.

[Eight]
What color shirt are you wearing?
..
.... Dark brown.

[Nine]
Last kiss?
..
..... Just got all kinds of kisses from my lastborn.
But that doesn't count, does it?
Last, Romantic? That would be about the time the Seahawks were in the Superbowl.. *DOH*

[Ten]
If you could go back in time and change something, would you?
..
.... Yes. But it would probably cause a riff in time, and bring on the whole
Apocalypse.

[Twelve]
Ever had a near death experience?
..
..... Uh huh.. But not by accident.. *sigh*

[Thirteen]
Your heros are?
..
.... One who is strong in their faith, and diligent in their religion. Who is honorable, and walks justly and with honor, and wholistically cares about man, and child and the elements around him.

[Fifteen]
Who can you tell anything to?
..
..... Brother Jeff, and my Sissy. Well normally, not so much right now.

[Sixteen]
Name someone with the same birthday as you?
..
.... Uhhhh Cameron Diaz, does.

[Seventeen]
When was the last time you cried?
..
....... Aww fuck.. It's Sunday night, and this evenings' Extreme Home Makeover is about Boey Byers. An 8 year old lil' girl in Oregon, with Cancer. She's Bald and Beautiful, and I'm fucking bawling as I type.

[Nineteen]
If you could have one super power what would it be?
..
.... Probably Flight.

[Twenty]
What's the first thing you notice about the opposite sex?
..
.... His shoes. *grin*

[Twenty-one]
What do you usually order from Starbucks?
..
.... in Summer, a Decaf Vanilla Frap with Power. in Winter a Decaf Caramel Macchiato.

[Twenty-two]
What's your biggest secret?
..
...... One that is secretly tucked away. Nawww, Probably full disclosure of my disability.

[Twenty-three]
Favorite color?
..
... at the moment, Sage Green.

[Twenty-five]
Do you still watch kiddy movies or tv shows?
..
.... My kids don't even watch kids shows. At two, my boy's favorite show was the Matrix. ;)

[Twenty-six]
What are you eating or drinking at the moment?
..
.... a Ginger Ale.

[Twenty-seven]
What'd you do last night?
..
.... Pretty much the same fucking thing i'm doing right now..
'cept i was dinking around my Mash.'
http://mash.yahoo.com/tranquil420 (Hit me up if you need an invite)

[Twenty-eight]
What's your favorite smell?
..
..... As an incense, NagChampa.com As an essences oil, "Earth" (from ArchibaldSisters.com) and from MotherNature, the Lavender bush.

[Twenty-nine]
Describe your life in one word what it be?
..
..... Medicated?

[Thirty]
Have you ever kissed in the rain?
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..... Absolutely.

[Thirty-one]
What is ur favorite ice cream?
..
.... Cookies and Cream, with Chocolate Magic Shell.

[Thirty-two]
What time is it?
..
..... 10:47 P.M. (Seattle Time)

[Thirty-three]
What should you be doing?
..
...... Oh, probably just what i am doing.. Being grateful, for what i have, and where i am.

[Thirty-four]
Who was the last person that made you upset/angry?
..
.... Me.
I let myself get upset with behaviors, and character defects, that someone else has.

[Thirty-five]
What are you listening to?
..
.... Just turned the TV off, and am now turning on Fedde le Grand.. Purrrr, bumpen..

otzog0vhx9o

[Thirty-six]
Do you like working in the yard?
..
.... Oh i most certainly do.
They don't call me MotherNature, just cuz' i can cause a storm. *grin*

[Thirty-seven]
If you could have any last name in the world, what would it be?
..
..... Uhhhh Angel. =)
Did you hear that Criss?

[Thirty-eight]
Do you act differently around the person you like?
..
.... As opposed to a person i don't like? Well, now that's kind'a silly, isn't it?

[Thirty-nine]
What is your natural hair color?
..
.... Ummm, This Very Dark Brown, i've had untouched for 2 decades. Well, with the increasing amount of gray, appearing at my temples.. ;)

[Forty]
Who/what was the last person to make you cry?
..
.... Were you not listening? *wink*
Ty. And the whole crew of ABC's, Extreme Home Makeover. =) *whew*