Though a day early, in preparation for All Hallows Even I want to share some approriately eerie music and lyrics (check this LINK to see the history and origin of this day, which speaks to my Scot-Irish, Gaelic-Celtic roots) And who better than Blue Oyster Cult to paint such haunting visions, as well as one "killer" Doobie Brothers' cut to go hand-in-hand with the spirit of the occasion.
I do this strictly in fun, but, I can't help but think on the adventuresome life I've lived, the dusty roads I've traveled and all the bullets and daggers of misfortune I've either been lucky enough to dodge and avoid, or have been blessed to not be touched by. Yes, I truly have "cheated the hangman many times before", as well as having stayed out of the clutches of Ye Olde Reaper. I've often wondered about my luck, but I wonder no more because in the last 8-months I've discovered the reason I'm still around. I was meant to be here for there's an Anghel who has been patiently waiting for the moment our paths would finally cross. And from the second our paths did meet, we have journeyed onward together as it was meant to be. In words she shared, I found the answer to not only my still being, but to my destiny: "Do you know why God keeps on extending your life up to this far? It's not because you need it, but because someone else needs you." 'Nuff said; that says it all; and shows that luck had nothing at all to do with anything for I truly have been blessed.
But enough of being serious, as well as a wee bit cheesy...(",) 'Tis a fun time ahead as we enjoy those things that go bump in the dark and dead of night. And I do hope that these songs add to your pleasure. ENJOY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
"Don't Fear the Reaper "
"Harvest Moon"
This place has a history
The Spaniards settled here
They burned the town and fields
They moved away from here
My grandma often told me
She knew it peaceful here
The war took all the vigor
War took the best from here
Ahh ahh ahh ahh When the wind turns
Ahh ahh ahh ahh And blows the leaves from the trees
Ahh ahh ahh ahh-Harvest moon
I see the days grow shorter
I feel the nights grow cold-Harvest moon,
Young people feelin' restless
Old people feelin' old-Harvest moon
I sense the darkness clearer
I feel a presence here-Harvest moon,
A change in the weather
I love this time of year-Harvest moon
The Cobys worked that valley
They gave that land a go
They built a thriving business
Then came that early snow
They lost their livestock that year
They lost their sheep and goats
They sold the farm in springtime
Went south to work the boats
Ahh ahh ahh ahh When the wind turns
Ahh ahh ahh ahh And blows the leaves from the trees
Ahh ahh ahh ahh-Harvest moon
I see the days grow shorter
I feel the nights grow cold-Harvest moon
Young people feelin' restless
Old people feelin' old-Harvest moon
I sense the darkness clearer
I feel a presence here-Harvest moon
A change in the weather
I love this time of year-Harvest moon
Ten years in this farmhouse
Ten years come this May
My simple needs are covered
Since grandma passed away
Long time since there's been trouble
That's what the people say
I told the new man when I
Sold the farm today
Ahh ahh ahh ahh When the wind turns
Ahh ahh ahh ahh And blows the leaves from the trees
Ahh ahh ahh ahh-Harvest moon
I sense the darkness clearer
I feel a presence here, Harvest moon
A change in the weather
I feel some evil here-Harvest moon
I hear some frightful noises
I don't go out at night-Harvest moon
Since Bobrow's youngest daughter
Disappeared from sight-Harvest moon
I know they'll find her some day
They find them all that way-Harvest moon
After the thaw in springtime
The snow melts away-Harvest moon
I see the days grow shorter
I feel the nights grow cold-Harvest moon
Young people feelin' restless
Old people feelin' old, Harvest moon
"I Cheat the Hangman"
The days grow short
the nights are gone
Since you were here
I can't go on
I cried for you
to no avail
Now my life runs cold
when the night winds wail
But I cheat the hangman
(cheated him many times before)
The bell that tolls the hour
has turned sweet lips to sour
Yes I cheat the hangman
(and even when life has flown away)
I leave a kiss behind
The rain that fell
upon my stone
Like tears you cry
I shared alone
I walk the night
I cannot sleep
The love you spend
you cannot reap
But I cheat the hangman
(cheated him many times before)
The bell that tolls the hour
has turned sweet lips to sour
Yes I cheat the hangman
(and even when life has flown away)
I leave a kiss behind
the glow of love will shine
Lighted windows stare
at the lonely stranger
there returning home
Only lighted windows stare
at the lonely stranger
there returning home
Doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo
I leave a kiss behind
the glow of love will shine
Lighted windows stare
at the lonely stranger there
returning home
Only lighted windows stare
at the lonely stranger there
returning home
Doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo
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