Friday, November 20, 2020

Lyrics for Friday and Mary in Emmitsburg

Brothers in Arms
By Mark Knopfler

These mist covered mountains
Are a home now for me
But my home was the lowlands
And always will be
Someday you'll return to
Your valleys and your farms
And you'll no longer burn to be
Brothers in arms

Through these fields of destruction
Baptism of fire
I've watched all your suffering
As a battle raged high
And though they did hurt me so bad
In the fear and alarm
You did not desert me
My brothers in arms

So many different worlds
So many different suns
And we have just one world
But we live in different ones

Now the sun's gone to hell
And the moon's riding high
Let me bid you farewell
Every man has to die
But it's written in the starlight
And every line in your palm
We are fools to make war
On our brothers in arms

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That song goes with The Crown this week as well as SPN. My Thursday was pretty quiet. I spent most of the morning upstairs, sorting clothes that need to be given away, putting away laundry, and organizing various things. We didn't have lunch till about 2. Apart from a walk in the woods, most of the rest of my day was fannish, which was a fun flashback to days of yore. I watched the pretty mediocre Voyager episode "Emanations" with my rewatch group, meeting Thursday this week because someone had a Tuesday conflict. 

Then I watched the Supernatural finale, which seemed pretty terrible to me, although since I've seen maybe 8 episodes of the show's 15 seasons, I'm not really entitled to an opinion. I have watched the convention episode, the fan fiction musical, the "stuck in TV genre shows" episode, the Dean-and-Sam-switch-with-Jensen-and-Jared episode, which are some of the most fun TV ever, and after the finale we tracked down the "Scoobynatural" animated crossover episode, which is magnificent. Some Marys at the Emmitsburg Grotto of Lourdes: 

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