June 15, 2004

Retiring Eileene.Net Music

Every few months, give or take, I retire the music that is currently on the homepage for Eileene.Net. The time has come for that rotation. So, out goes Into the West and in comes Such Great Heights

Lay down your sweet and weary head
Night is falling; you've come to journey's end
Sleep now and dream of the ones who came before
They are calling from across the distant shore
Why do you weep? What are these tears upon your face?
Soon you will see all of your fears will pass away
Safe in my arms, you're only sleeping

What can you see on the horizon?
Why do the white gulls call?
Across the sea, a pale moon rises
The ships have come to carry you home.
Dawn will turn to silver glass
A light on the water all souls pass

Hope fades into the world of night
Through shadows falling out of memory and time
Don't say "We have come now to the end."
White shores are calling, you and I will meet again.
And you'll be here in my arms, just sleeping.

What can you see on the horizon?
Why do the white gulls call?
Across the sea a pale moon rises
The ships have come to carry you home
And all will turn to silver glass
A light on the water grey ships pass
Into the west.

-- Annie Lennox "Into the West"

A song definitely worthy of the Oscar.

What kind of yarn am I?

You are Shetland Wool.
You are Shetland Wool.
You are a traditional sort who can sometimes be a
little on the harsh side. Though you look
delicate you are tough as nails and prone to
intricacies. Despite your acerbic ways you are
widely respected and even revered.


What kind of yarn are you?
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