<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14326624</id><updated>2011-11-18T15:48:40.244-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lyrically Me</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricallyme.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326624/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricallyme.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nadon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06328422926259630893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_MNtXK6cvw/SzqBuiWX3aI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WvLtsfSA1gs/S220/DSC_0250.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14326624.post-651623239967465975</id><published>2010-10-18T17:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T17:05:34.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Joke</title><content type='html'>I should have&lt;br /&gt;know better&lt;br /&gt;i've been down this road so many times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to&lt;br /&gt;forget you&lt;br /&gt;but just when I would, you'd check the line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now it's clear to me&lt;br /&gt;it's plain to see&lt;br /&gt;that I was nothing but a fuckin' joke&lt;br /&gt;if hind sight &lt;br /&gt;is twenty twenty&lt;br /&gt;then I must have been blind&lt;br /&gt;cause it's clear to me&lt;br /&gt;yeah it's plain to see&lt;br /&gt;that I was nothing but a fuckin' joke&lt;br /&gt;nothin but a fuckin' joke to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a honest heart&lt;br /&gt;who needs it&lt;br /&gt;you threw it aside like it meant nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get some of your time&lt;br /&gt;I must be dreaming&lt;br /&gt;You've got tons of friends you'd rather spend time with&lt;br /&gt;I would have never even made the waiting list&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now it's clear to me&lt;br /&gt;it's plain to see&lt;br /&gt;that I was nothing but a fuckin' joke&lt;br /&gt;if hind sight &lt;br /&gt;is twenty twenty&lt;br /&gt;then I must have been blind&lt;br /&gt;cause it's clear to me&lt;br /&gt;yeah it's plain to see&lt;br /&gt;that I was nothing but a fuckin' joke&lt;br /&gt;nothin but a fuckin' joke to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the best part of heartache is that it multiplies&lt;br /&gt;the amount of shit you can take&lt;br /&gt;what I've learned from this heartbreak is that it amplified&lt;br /&gt;my ability&lt;br /&gt;to tell a fake&lt;br /&gt;a cheat, a snake&lt;br /&gt;from someone that's real, it's helped me feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now it's clear to me&lt;br /&gt;it's plain to see&lt;br /&gt;that I was nothing but a fuckin' joke&lt;br /&gt;if hind sight &lt;br /&gt;is twenty twenty&lt;br /&gt;then I must have been blind&lt;br /&gt;cause it's clear to me&lt;br /&gt;yeah it's plain to see&lt;br /&gt;that I was nothing but a fuckin' joke&lt;br /&gt;nothin but a fuckin' joke to you&lt;br /&gt;but this joke's on you&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad we're through&lt;br /&gt;yeah the joke's on you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_MNtXK6cvw/SzqBuiWX3aI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WvLtsfSA1gs/S220/DSC_0250.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14326624.post-3867803005680375337</id><published>2010-10-12T17:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T17:12:07.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Curtain Call</title><content type='html'>This will be the one to end it all&lt;br /&gt;Cut the cord and let the fabric fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My curtain call&lt;br /&gt;My curtain call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a soul in attendance will be the same&lt;br /&gt;a treasured memory for all that came&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My curtain call&lt;br /&gt;My curtain call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A whisper of the lesson's of one life&lt;br /&gt;A cold scream behind a friend's bad advice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My curtain call&lt;br /&gt;My curtain call&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_MNtXK6cvw/SzqBuiWX3aI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WvLtsfSA1gs/S220/DSC_0250.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14326624.post-6118504356486565146</id><published>2010-06-12T18:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T18:41:53.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready To Be Gone</title><content type='html'>Sometimes darkness comes a calling.  Jotted these down last week.  No worries, they are just words, thoughts and feelings.  No biggy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong I've had my fun&lt;br /&gt;I'm just done with being on the road I'm on&lt;br /&gt;I've nothing left to do or find&lt;br /&gt;and the loneliness grows it does not subside&lt;br /&gt;I've had my time&lt;br /&gt;and I wish you well&lt;br /&gt;Thirty six years&lt;br /&gt;of living hell&lt;br /&gt;That's not to say that good times weren't had&lt;br /&gt;it's just that they were far outweighed by the bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I'm ready&lt;br /&gt;ready&lt;br /&gt;ready to move on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I'm ready&lt;br /&gt;ready&lt;br /&gt;ready to be gone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14326624-6118504356486565146?l=lyricallyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricallyme.blogspot.com/feeds/6118504356486565146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_MNtXK6cvw/SzqBuiWX3aI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WvLtsfSA1gs/S220/DSC_0250.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14326624.post-1038924064704117302</id><published>2009-11-24T16:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T16:56:15.369-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time To Move On</title><content type='html'>In a little city just outside of Memphis&lt;br /&gt;this boy sits waiting at a bus stop sign&lt;br /&gt;not sure what he wants out of life&lt;br /&gt;just sure that he doesn't want it to pass him by&lt;br /&gt;He looks up the street and can see for miles&lt;br /&gt;he's stuffed all his dreams&lt;br /&gt;in the bottom of the pile&lt;br /&gt;of the clothes that are sitting beside him&lt;br /&gt;life behind him wasn't meant to be &lt;br /&gt;now he's come to see&lt;br /&gt;it's time for him to move on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he arrives in a new york bus station&lt;br /&gt;he's greeted with a chill of warn out stares&lt;br /&gt;wearing all his dreams on his sleeve&lt;br /&gt;determination tells him not to leave&lt;br /&gt;he looks up at buildings and can see for miles&lt;br /&gt;there's millions of people but not many smiles&lt;br /&gt;on the faces that stare back at him&lt;br /&gt;his future won't dim&lt;br /&gt;now he's come to see&lt;br /&gt;living the life he dreamed&lt;br /&gt;it's time for him &lt;br /&gt;to move on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He changed his looks&lt;br /&gt;he changed his hair&lt;br /&gt;he left his friends&lt;br /&gt;been everywhere &lt;br /&gt;He chased his dreams&lt;br /&gt;but at what cost&lt;br /&gt;He had big hopes&lt;br /&gt;but all is not lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now ten years later just outside of memphis&lt;br /&gt;he walks his little boy home from school&lt;br /&gt;so sure what he wants out of life&lt;br /&gt;so happy he never let it pass him by&lt;br /&gt;he looks at his past and he's changed his style&lt;br /&gt;he wouldn't trade anything for all the trials and the tests life's laid before him&lt;br /&gt;his wife beside him&lt;br /&gt;now he's come to see&lt;br /&gt;he's living that life he always dreamed&lt;br /&gt;this time for him - it's home&lt;br /&gt;it's home&lt;br /&gt;this time for him it's home&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14326624-1038924064704117302?l=lyricallyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricallyme.blogspot.com/feeds/1038924064704117302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14326624&amp;postID=1038924064704117302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326624/posts/default/1038924064704117302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326624/posts/default/1038924064704117302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricallyme.blogspot.com/2009/11/time-to-move-on.html' title='Time To Move On'/><author><name>Nadon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06328422926259630893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_MNtXK6cvw/SzqBuiWX3aI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WvLtsfSA1gs/S220/DSC_0250.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14326624.post-8670377674763244695</id><published>2009-11-24T16:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T16:53:49.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Shook This Boy</title><content type='html'>In a forgotten dream&lt;br /&gt;Living life's routine&lt;br /&gt;Is where I spent my time&lt;br /&gt;hiding from the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you shook this boy&lt;br /&gt;and made me realize&lt;br /&gt;a well placed glance from you&lt;br /&gt;can start changing lives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never felt this way&lt;br /&gt;Can't find the words to say&lt;br /&gt;How to describe the feeling&lt;br /&gt;that you give to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you shook this boy&lt;br /&gt;and brought me to my knees&lt;br /&gt;You made me need you so much&lt;br /&gt;when I never needed anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes you shook this boy&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you moved my world&lt;br /&gt;Out from a shaded place &lt;br /&gt;Into your glowing heart&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Girl, Yes you did&lt;br /&gt;Yes you did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm not the same&lt;br /&gt;Know love is not a game&lt;br /&gt;And i would love to play&lt;br /&gt;as long as it's with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause you shook this boy&lt;br /&gt;And made me realize&lt;br /&gt;You are the one thing in this world&lt;br /&gt;that could complete my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you shook this boy&lt;br /&gt;and now you need to know&lt;br /&gt;this is the honest truth&lt;br /&gt;i love you so&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14326624-8670377674763244695?l=lyricallyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricallyme.blogspot.com/feeds/8670377674763244695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14326624&amp;postID=8670377674763244695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326624/posts/default/8670377674763244695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326624/posts/default/8670377674763244695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricallyme.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-shook-this-boy.html' title='You Shook This Boy'/><author><name>Nadon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06328422926259630893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_MNtXK6cvw/SzqBuiWX3aI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WvLtsfSA1gs/S220/DSC_0250.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14326624.post-4318840183798322864</id><published>2009-04-27T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T19:00:58.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe You'd Love Me</title><content type='html'>I'm becoming a better man&lt;br /&gt;but I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;Without you I'm not sure why I should try&lt;br /&gt;I'm spending every night&lt;br /&gt;Without you by my side&lt;br /&gt;living a lie, feeling like I want to cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could turn back time&lt;br /&gt;and undo all I've done&lt;br /&gt;to make you doubt me&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you'd love me&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you'd love me&lt;br /&gt;If you can see the cost&lt;br /&gt;of the love I've lost&lt;br /&gt;the love I'm missing&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you'd love me&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you'd love me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14326624-4318840183798322864?l=lyricallyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricallyme.blogspot.com/feeds/4318840183798322864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14326624&amp;postID=4318840183798322864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326624/posts/default/4318840183798322864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326624/posts/default/4318840183798322864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricallyme.blogspot.com/2009/04/maybe-youd-love-me.html' title='Maybe You&apos;d Love Me'/><author><name>Nadon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06328422926259630893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_MNtXK6cvw/SzqBuiWX3aI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WvLtsfSA1gs/S220/DSC_0250.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14326624.post-3225450856936069948</id><published>2009-03-20T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T10:22:09.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Until Something Better Comes Your Way</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14326624-3225450856936069948?l=lyricallyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_MNtXK6cvw/SzqBuiWX3aI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WvLtsfSA1gs/S220/DSC_0250.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14326624.post-8348056721539387328</id><published>2007-02-23T13:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T13:02:17.034-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid People</title><content type='html'>the world is run by&lt;br /&gt;stupid people&lt;br /&gt;with nothing better to do&lt;br /&gt;we're supposed to thank&lt;br /&gt;stupid people&lt;br /&gt;cause they look out for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not about qualifications&lt;br /&gt;it's all about who you know&lt;br /&gt;if your daddy high enough in the corporate ladder&lt;br /&gt;you might be good to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when your scrounging your last dollar&lt;br /&gt;don't you dare throw it away&lt;br /&gt;stupid people throw stupid parties&lt;br /&gt;that they'd like for you to pay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they don't care about you&lt;br /&gt;they don't care about your brother&lt;br /&gt;they believe in peace but they speak of war&lt;br /&gt;because one pays better than the other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the world is run by&lt;br /&gt;stupid people&lt;br /&gt;with nothing better to do&lt;br /&gt;we're supposed to thank&lt;br /&gt;stupid people&lt;br /&gt;because they know what's best for you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14326624-8348056721539387328?l=lyricallyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricallyme.blogspot.com/feeds/8348056721539387328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14326624&amp;postID=8348056721539387328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326624/posts/default/8348056721539387328'/><link 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tomorrow is my big day&lt;br /&gt;I'm so geeked I can hardly wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's National Get Laid Day&lt;br /&gt;It's my favorite time of year&lt;br /&gt;National Get Laid Day is finally here&lt;br /&gt;I'll buy you some chocolate&lt;br /&gt;and even some roses&lt;br /&gt;We'll finally get to practice&lt;br /&gt;those sexual poses&lt;br /&gt;I told you about&lt;br /&gt;Everybody scream and shout&lt;br /&gt;Happy Valentine's Day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14326624-117148840588582208?l=lyricallyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricallyme.blogspot.com/feeds/117148840588582208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14326624&amp;postID=117148840588582208' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;and as the heat kicks in&lt;br /&gt;I remember&lt;br /&gt;what I thought of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got the paper with the numbers&lt;br /&gt;but I can't decide if I'll call&lt;br /&gt;I might drive by your place&lt;br /&gt;just for the hell of it&lt;br /&gt;or I might not do a damn thing at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to slow down the pace&lt;br /&gt;at which life is moving&lt;br /&gt;I'm going way too fast&lt;br /&gt;boy you're really cruisin'&lt;br /&gt;if I can't take the time&lt;br /&gt;soon it will be far too late to realize&lt;br /&gt;what's gone&lt;br /&gt;and where it went&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slow down the pace&lt;br /&gt;at which my life is moving&lt;br /&gt;I'm going too fast boy I'm really cruisin'&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid of what's left behind&lt;br /&gt;and that my mind won't have the time&lt;br /&gt;to comprehend&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_MNtXK6cvw/SzqBuiWX3aI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WvLtsfSA1gs/S220/DSC_0250.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14326624.post-116767858352505638</id><published>2007-01-01T11:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T11:09:43.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Heart</title><content type='html'>My heart&lt;br /&gt;Holds a special spot just for you&lt;br /&gt;My heart&lt;br /&gt;Makes it impossible to be untrue&lt;br /&gt;If the glass is just half full&lt;br /&gt;Well you are welcome to the rest&lt;br /&gt;You see there is no second place&lt;br /&gt;in this love contest&lt;br /&gt;and you've won&lt;br /&gt;My heart&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14326624-116767858352505638?l=lyricallyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_MNtXK6cvw/SzqBuiWX3aI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WvLtsfSA1gs/S220/DSC_0250.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14326624.post-116645640938169289</id><published>2006-12-18T07:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T07:40:09.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Live My Life - partial</title><content type='html'>The spiritual favors you've lended have begun adding up&lt;br /&gt;As you fade and the horizon comes into view&lt;br /&gt;The flow runneth over I have no choice but to tip the cup&lt;br /&gt;and live my life to pay the balance due&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14326624-116645640938169289?l=lyricallyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricallyme.blogspot.com/feeds/116645640938169289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14326624&amp;postID=116645640938169289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326624/posts/default/116645640938169289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326624/posts/default/116645640938169289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricallyme.blogspot.com/2006/12/live-my-life-partial.html' title='Live My Life - partial'/><author><name>Nadon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06328422926259630893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_MNtXK6cvw/SzqBuiWX3aI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WvLtsfSA1gs/S220/DSC_0250.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14326624.post-116278369952132377</id><published>2006-11-05T19:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T19:28:19.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't Get It Right</title><content type='html'>It's another cold wet damp start to the morning&lt;br /&gt;I'm outta bed but this fog in my head's got me yawning&lt;br /&gt;In between what you mean&lt;br /&gt;and what you said to me&lt;br /&gt;Were the words that I seen&lt;br /&gt;but went unread you see&lt;br /&gt;We could really be something together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just another cold wet damp start to the morning&lt;br /&gt;Been outta bed for hours now but I'm still yawning&lt;br /&gt;If you wanted a fight&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to look very far&lt;br /&gt;It's like we're stuck in a bad broadway play&lt;br /&gt;and you're the superstar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We know what we want to do&lt;br /&gt;but we can't get it right&lt;br /&gt;can't get it right&lt;br /&gt;we can't get it right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We know what we want to be&lt;br /&gt;but we can't get it right&lt;br /&gt;can't get it right&lt;br /&gt;we can't get it right&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14326624-116278369952132377?l=lyricallyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricallyme.blogspot.com/feeds/116278369952132377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14326624&amp;postID=116278369952132377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326624/posts/default/116278369952132377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326624/posts/default/116278369952132377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricallyme.blogspot.com/2006/11/cant-get-it-right.html' title='Can&apos;t Get It Right'/><author><name>Nadon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06328422926259630893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_MNtXK6cvw/SzqBuiWX3aI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WvLtsfSA1gs/S220/DSC_0250.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14326624.post-116226603625644267</id><published>2006-10-30T19:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T19:40:55.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Lucky</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Written by: Jason Nadon / Andy Valentine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Don't understand why I'm unlucky&lt;br /&gt;If I stop to think I'll probably get it wrong&lt;br /&gt;I stand behind her at the phone booth&lt;br /&gt;and hope she'll think that I belong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She doesn't take it too bad&lt;br /&gt;She doesn't think I'm too sad&lt;br /&gt;and She doesn't get to mad when I interrupt and say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna know what it feels like&lt;br /&gt;to be so lucky&lt;br /&gt;I wanna know how good it can be&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna know what it feels like&lt;br /&gt;to be so lucky&lt;br /&gt;You could change my luck if you talk to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd be so lucky&lt;br /&gt;everyday&lt;br /&gt;and everyway&lt;br /&gt;and I'd wait by the phone&lt;br /&gt;till you called me&lt;br /&gt;and we talk all night&lt;br /&gt;until we fell asleep.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would it be different if I was twenty&lt;br /&gt;Can't help to think I wouldn't feel this strong&lt;br /&gt;Sit by myself and watch the movie&lt;br /&gt;While one row up they start to get it on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She doesn't take it too bad&lt;br /&gt;She doesn't think I'm too sad&lt;br /&gt;but He doesn't seem to glad when I interrupt them and say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna know what it feels like&lt;br /&gt;to be so lucky&lt;br /&gt;I wanna know how good it can be&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna know what it feels like&lt;br /&gt;to be so lucky&lt;br /&gt;You could change my luck if you talk to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd be so lucky&lt;br /&gt;everyday&lt;br /&gt;and everyway&lt;br /&gt;and I'd wait by the phone&lt;br /&gt;till you called me&lt;br /&gt;and we talk all night&lt;br /&gt;until we fell asleep.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But maybe I'm not meant&lt;br /&gt;to be the lucky one&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I was sent&lt;br /&gt;to show how lucky&lt;br /&gt;just how lucky&lt;br /&gt;everyone can be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna know what it feels like&lt;br /&gt;to be so lucky&lt;br /&gt;I wanna know how good it can be&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna know what it feels like&lt;br /&gt;to be so lucky&lt;br /&gt;You could change my luck if you talk to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd be so lucky&lt;br /&gt;everyday&lt;br /&gt;and everyway&lt;br /&gt;and I'd wait by the phone&lt;br /&gt;till you called me&lt;br /&gt;and we talk all night&lt;br /&gt;until we fell asleep.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14326624-116226603625644267?l=lyricallyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricallyme.blogspot.com/feeds/116226603625644267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14326624&amp;postID=116226603625644267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326624/posts/default/116226603625644267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326624/posts/default/116226603625644267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricallyme.blogspot.com/2006/10/so-lucky.html' title='So Lucky'/><author><name>Nadon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06328422926259630893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_MNtXK6cvw/SzqBuiWX3aI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WvLtsfSA1gs/S220/DSC_0250.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14326624.post-116226587439088329</id><published>2006-10-30T19:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T19:37:54.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad To Say</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Written by: Jason Nadon / Andy Valentine&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; He didn't know he was gone away&lt;br /&gt;so sad to say&lt;br /&gt;He didn't see the blue turn grey&lt;br /&gt;so sad to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now he's all alone&lt;br /&gt;and the worlds gone cold&lt;br /&gt;inside his head he breaks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he ponders&lt;br /&gt;a life gone past&lt;br /&gt;full of mistakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He lost the love he had thrown away&lt;br /&gt;so sad to say&lt;br /&gt;He lost it all just yesterday&lt;br /&gt;so sad to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now he's all alone&lt;br /&gt;and the worlds gone cold&lt;br /&gt;inside his head&lt;br /&gt;he breaks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he ponders&lt;br /&gt;a life gone past&lt;br /&gt;full of mistakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's sad to say&lt;br /&gt;his life's been second rate&lt;br /&gt;Filled with emotions of bitterness, greed and hate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's sad to say&lt;br /&gt;for him it's just too late&lt;br /&gt;he tempted lines and played a twist of fate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He didn't wish for pearly gates&lt;br /&gt;so sad to say&lt;br /&gt;He didn't feel the need to pray&lt;br /&gt;so sad to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now he's all alone&lt;br /&gt;and the worlds gone cold&lt;br /&gt;inside his head&lt;br /&gt;he breaks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he ponders&lt;br /&gt;a life gone past&lt;br /&gt;full of mistakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's sad to say&lt;br /&gt;his life's been second rate&lt;br /&gt;Filled with emotions of bitterness, greed and hate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's sad to say&lt;br /&gt;for him it's just too late&lt;br /&gt;he tempted lines and played a twist of fate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He didn't know he was gone away&lt;br /&gt;so sad to say&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14326624-116226587439088329?l=lyricallyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricallyme.blogspot.com/feeds/116226587439088329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14326624&amp;postID=116226587439088329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326624/posts/default/116226587439088329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326624/posts/default/116226587439088329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricallyme.blogspot.com/2006/10/sad-to-say.html' title='Sad To Say'/><author><name>Nadon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06328422926259630893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_MNtXK6cvw/SzqBuiWX3aI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WvLtsfSA1gs/S220/DSC_0250.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14326624.post-116226115903865892</id><published>2006-10-30T18:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T18:19:19.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Remember</title><content type='html'>I bet you remember the day that I was born&lt;br /&gt;and the first time you held me in your arms&lt;br /&gt;A proud pappa and his new boy&lt;br /&gt;Mom and you would provide the perfect family&lt;br /&gt;and fill the world with joy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I remember our camping trips&lt;br /&gt;and getting stuck out in the rain&lt;br /&gt;A proud pappa and his young boy&lt;br /&gt;Those life adventures have taught me to explore&lt;br /&gt;and enjoy the world like it was my toy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song's a thank you, for all you've done for me&lt;br /&gt;In my heart you'll always be&lt;br /&gt;Even though we don't always say the things we want to say&lt;br /&gt;It's understood&lt;br /&gt;We've spent a lifetime making memories&lt;br /&gt;that just keep on getting better&lt;br /&gt;I remember, and will forever&lt;br /&gt;I remember, and will forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I remember all the days spent working on my cars&lt;br /&gt;especially the ones that caused you pain&lt;br /&gt;A proud pappa and his young man&lt;br /&gt;All my crazy ideas and souped up dreams&lt;br /&gt;and I never heard you complain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chicken on the barbeque, betting on a horse or two&lt;br /&gt;Swimming in the pool, acting up, or acting the fool&lt;br /&gt;Switching houses two too many times&lt;br /&gt;It never matters to me, where this life might lead&lt;br /&gt;As long as I'm by your side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song's a thank you, for all you've done for me&lt;br /&gt;In my heart you'll always be&lt;br /&gt;Even though we don't always say the things we want to say&lt;br /&gt;It's understood&lt;br /&gt;We've spent a lifetime making memories&lt;br /&gt;that just keep on getting better&lt;br /&gt;I remember, and will forever&lt;br /&gt;I remember, and will forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember, the day I wrote this song for you&lt;br /&gt;I know that I sure do&lt;br /&gt;A proud son remembering good times with his Dad&lt;br /&gt;A way to let you know that my love for you&lt;br /&gt;is the same love I've always had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song's a thank you, for all you've done for me&lt;br /&gt;In my heart you'll always be&lt;br /&gt;Even though we don't always say the things we want to say&lt;br /&gt;It's understood&lt;br /&gt;We've spent a lifetime making memories&lt;br /&gt;Let's spend the rest of it making time stand still&lt;br /&gt;I remember, and I always will&lt;br /&gt;I remember, yes I always will&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14326624-116226115903865892?l=lyricallyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricallyme.blogspot.com/feeds/116226115903865892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14326624&amp;postID=116226115903865892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326624/posts/default/116226115903865892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326624/posts/default/116226115903865892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricallyme.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-remember.html' title='I Remember'/><author><name>Nadon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06328422926259630893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_MNtXK6cvw/SzqBuiWX3aI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WvLtsfSA1gs/S220/DSC_0250.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14326624.post-115328355515478893</id><published>2006-07-18T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T21:37:13.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Just Another Day</title><content type='html'>In between the time&lt;br /&gt;I looked for you&lt;br /&gt;I crossed the line&lt;br /&gt;and came to find&lt;br /&gt;that I was lost&lt;br /&gt;without a clue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until the day&lt;br /&gt;the thought came to me&lt;br /&gt;and undermined&lt;br /&gt;my ability&lt;br /&gt;to look at anyone else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm right&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's wrong&lt;br /&gt;Maybe there's a reason&lt;br /&gt;I wrote the song&lt;br /&gt;It's all communicado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I lied&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you tried&lt;br /&gt;To make me see the wrong in my ways&lt;br /&gt;That's what I call&lt;br /&gt;Just another day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a downtown rush&lt;br /&gt;Across a street&lt;br /&gt;That's just my luck&lt;br /&gt;Should I just&lt;br /&gt;close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;as fate repeats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You look my way&lt;br /&gt;and so impatiently&lt;br /&gt;I found the time&lt;br /&gt;and the agility&lt;br /&gt;to just turn and run away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm right&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's wrong&lt;br /&gt;Maybe there's a reason&lt;br /&gt;I wrote the song&lt;br /&gt;It's all communicado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I lied&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you tried&lt;br /&gt;To make me see the wrong in my ways&lt;br /&gt;All in all&lt;br /&gt;It's Just another day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like you are calling me&lt;br /&gt;I turn and walk away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe&lt;br /&gt;that after all this time&lt;br /&gt;it's Just another day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm right&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's wrong&lt;br /&gt;Maybe there's a reason&lt;br /&gt;I wrote the song&lt;br /&gt;It's all communicado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I lied&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you tried&lt;br /&gt;To make me see the wrong in my ways&lt;br /&gt;It's what I call&lt;br /&gt;Just another day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just another day&lt;br /&gt;A chance to live my way&lt;br /&gt;Momma what'd you say&lt;br /&gt;It's just another day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14326624-115328355515478893?l=lyricallyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricallyme.blogspot.com/feeds/115328355515478893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14326624&amp;postID=115328355515478893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326624/posts/default/115328355515478893'/><link rel='self' 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you mean to me&lt;br /&gt;It's no secret, how I feel&lt;br /&gt;Simple and true&lt;br /&gt;It's all about you&lt;br /&gt;My love is real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been held&lt;br /&gt;Just because&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been missed&lt;br /&gt;Without ever leaving the room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's no mystery, what you mean to me&lt;br /&gt;It's no secret, how I feel&lt;br /&gt;Simple and true&lt;br /&gt;It's all about you&lt;br /&gt;My love is real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love for you can't be hidden&lt;br /&gt;My heart is out on my sleeve&lt;br /&gt;But it seems to me, you don't know I exist&lt;br /&gt;and it's come time to leave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ever look my way&lt;br /&gt;Just because&lt;br /&gt;If there ever comes a chance&lt;br /&gt;for a dance, romance or just a glance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's no mystery, what you mean to me&lt;br /&gt;It's no secret, how I feel&lt;br /&gt;Simple and true&lt;br /&gt;It's all about you&lt;br /&gt;My love is real&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14326624-115310861771785879?l=lyricallyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricallyme.blogspot.com/feeds/115310861771785879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14326624&amp;postID=115310861771785879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326624/posts/default/115310861771785879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326624/posts/default/115310861771785879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricallyme.blogspot.com/2006/07/just-because.html' title='Just Because'/><author><name>Nadon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06328422926259630893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_MNtXK6cvw/SzqBuiWX3aI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WvLtsfSA1gs/S220/DSC_0250.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14326624.post-113755335020093374</id><published>2006-01-17T19:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T19:02:30.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7271/625/1600/lyrics_fbomb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7271/625/320/lyrics_fbomb.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_MNtXK6cvw/SzqBuiWX3aI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WvLtsfSA1gs/S220/DSC_0250.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14326624.post-113079223845746691</id><published>2005-10-31T12:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T12:57:18.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'>picture on the floor</title><content type='html'>been sitting alone&lt;br /&gt;in this room for as long as it lets me&lt;br /&gt;been hoping that&lt;br /&gt;this world could just forget me&lt;br /&gt;etching your name&lt;br /&gt;into the side of this bullet&lt;br /&gt;taking my time&lt;br /&gt;losing my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the words you said&lt;br /&gt;last night well they have cut me&lt;br /&gt;and those lies you told&lt;br /&gt;have pushed me in and shut me&lt;br /&gt;out from the world and scarred me for the last time&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired now&lt;br /&gt;it's time to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;click, click boom&lt;br /&gt;and the room is filled with silence&lt;br /&gt;as my soul departs&lt;br /&gt;from self inflicted violence&lt;br /&gt;i feel the weight&lt;br /&gt;as it lifts up off my shoulders&lt;br /&gt;and as I look down&lt;br /&gt;i see myself slumped over&lt;br /&gt;in a puddle of blood&lt;br /&gt;a shell of a man&lt;br /&gt;that once was&lt;br /&gt;with a picture in my hand&lt;br /&gt;it was time to go&lt;br /&gt;you wouldn't understand&lt;br /&gt;it was time to leave&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't take it anymore...&lt;br /&gt;but you're still beside me in that picture on the floor&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14326624-113079223845746691?l=lyricallyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricallyme.blogspot.com/feeds/113079223845746691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14326624&amp;postID=113079223845746691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326624/posts/default/113079223845746691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326624/posts/default/113079223845746691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricallyme.blogspot.com/2005/10/picture-on-floor.html' title='picture on the floor'/><author><name>Nadon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06328422926259630893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_MNtXK6cvw/SzqBuiWX3aI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WvLtsfSA1gs/S220/DSC_0250.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14326624.post-112612335305271374</id><published>2005-09-07T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T13:03:29.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>review : read : evaluate</title><content type='html'>:review:&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally finished with Jason Blume's "&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/0823083616/qid=1126123119/sr=8-1/ref=pd_bbs_1/103-5485476-4975809?v=glance&amp;s=books&amp;amp;n=507846"&gt;Inside Songwriting: Getting to the heart of creativity&lt;/a&gt;" book and overall, I was very pleased with that purchase. The book is a great look at some behind the scenes events / hurdles / successes of the songwriter. It's a very inspiring read, I'll post a full review of the book here soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:read:&lt;br /&gt;This moves me on to the next book in the pile, which is to re-read Blume's "&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/0823084124/qid=1126123190/sr=8-1/ref=sr_8_xs_ap_i1_xgl14/103-5485476-4975809?v=glance&amp;s=books&amp;amp;n=507846"&gt;6 Steps To Songwriting Success&lt;/a&gt;" - which I had started to read through, but never did make it all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:evaluate:&lt;br /&gt;I am evaluating the "&lt;a href="http://www.masterwriter.com"&gt;Master Writer&lt;/a&gt;" software for my songwriting. Immediate benefits would be having my lyrics and vocal ideas all in one place. I haven't seen the ability to import files into the program as of yet - but then again, I haven't looked hard... yet. Expect a full review of the software by the end of the month.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14326624-112612335305271374?l=lyricallyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricallyme.blogspot.com/feeds/112612335305271374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14326624&amp;postID=112612335305271374' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326624/posts/default/112612335305271374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326624/posts/default/112612335305271374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricallyme.blogspot.com/2005/09/review-read-evaluate.html' title='review : read : evaluate'/><author><name>Nadon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06328422926259630893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_MNtXK6cvw/SzqBuiWX3aI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WvLtsfSA1gs/S220/DSC_0250.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14326624.post-112440279029470784</id><published>2005-08-18T15:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T15:06:30.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>trade up</title><content type='html'>invite your body&lt;br /&gt;and your mind&lt;br /&gt;out for a ride&lt;br /&gt;let them collide&lt;br /&gt;and become one&lt;br /&gt;won't that be fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and just for kicks&lt;br /&gt;take your licks&lt;br /&gt;on Route 66&lt;br /&gt;you'll learn some new tricks&lt;br /&gt;handbag of tips&lt;br /&gt;to dodge the sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you've spent too much time&lt;br /&gt;counting days like sheep&lt;br /&gt;are you trying to sleep through this?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14326624-112440279029470784?l=lyricallyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricallyme.blogspot.com/feeds/112440279029470784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14326624&amp;postID=112440279029470784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326624/posts/default/112440279029470784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326624/posts/default/112440279029470784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricallyme.blogspot.com/2005/08/trade-up.html' title='trade up'/><author><name>Nadon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06328422926259630893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_MNtXK6cvw/SzqBuiWX3aI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WvLtsfSA1gs/S220/DSC_0250.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14326624.post-112185784479123610</id><published>2005-07-20T04:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T04:10:44.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>carry on</title><content type='html'>You've been out in space such a long time&lt;br /&gt;Why do you look at me that way&lt;br /&gt;You've been circling with lights glowing&lt;br /&gt;Looking for a place to call your own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I didn't care, would I be here&lt;br /&gt;break me down, take me in&lt;br /&gt;I'm shadowed by your insanity&lt;br /&gt;and carried by your wind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your world seems so far away&lt;br /&gt;So far that I can't reach you&lt;br /&gt;Your colder than you were yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Too cold for me to break through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your need for me is growing&lt;br /&gt;but your love for me is gone&lt;br /&gt;Your hate builds and my mind fills&lt;br /&gt;with ways to carry on&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14326624-112185784479123610?l=lyricallyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricallyme.blogspot.com/feeds/112185784479123610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14326624&amp;postID=112185784479123610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326624/posts/default/112185784479123610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326624/posts/default/112185784479123610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricallyme.blogspot.com/2005/07/carry-on.html' title='carry on'/><author><name>Nadon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06328422926259630893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_MNtXK6cvw/SzqBuiWX3aI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WvLtsfSA1gs/S220/DSC_0250.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14326624.post-112135320311630530</id><published>2005-07-14T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T08:00:03.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stephanie</title><content type='html'>she was just a lonely girl&lt;br /&gt;living in her lonely world&lt;br /&gt;her blonde hair, blue eyes&lt;br /&gt;hadn't saved her yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though she slept alone&lt;br /&gt;in her lonely little home&lt;br /&gt;her choice, the voice&lt;br /&gt;that lived inside her head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh sweet stephanie&lt;br /&gt;what did you do to me&lt;br /&gt;to make me miss you so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet stephanie&lt;br /&gt;you took the best of me&lt;br /&gt;and then you had to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;living in the big M.I&lt;br /&gt;doesn't let you question why&lt;br /&gt;people come, people go&lt;br /&gt;it's just the way it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but in a moment's time&lt;br /&gt;the girl had stole my heart&lt;br /&gt;her love, like water&lt;br /&gt;had surrounded me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh sweet stephanie&lt;br /&gt;what did you do to me&lt;br /&gt;to make me miss you so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sweet stephanie&lt;br /&gt;you took the best of me&lt;br /&gt;and then you had to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, no...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if I had the chance to do it all again&lt;br /&gt;Ah... Ah...&lt;br /&gt;well I would drop my dreams and I would take you in&lt;br /&gt;Ah... Ah...&lt;br /&gt;into my arms, and let you feel my love so free...&lt;br /&gt;oh stephanie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a lonely little girl&lt;br /&gt;living in the cold cruel world....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh sweet stephanie&lt;br /&gt;what did you do to me&lt;br /&gt;to make me miss you so&lt;br /&gt;My sweet stephanie&lt;br /&gt;you took the best of me&lt;br /&gt;and then you had to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, Oh...&lt;br /&gt;I miss you so&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14326624-112135320311630530?l=lyricallyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricallyme.blogspot.com/feeds/112135320311630530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14326624&amp;postID=112135320311630530' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326624/posts/default/112135320311630530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326624/posts/default/112135320311630530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricallyme.blogspot.com/2005/07/stephanie.html' title='stephanie'/><author><name>Nadon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06328422926259630893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_MNtXK6cvw/SzqBuiWX3aI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WvLtsfSA1gs/S220/DSC_0250.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14326624.post-112133967371850002</id><published>2005-07-14T04:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T04:14:33.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>more time</title><content type='html'>More time to cry&lt;br /&gt;More time to ask why&lt;br /&gt;Less time spent living&lt;br /&gt;than spent wanting not to die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up each morning&lt;br /&gt;celebrate another day&lt;br /&gt;Say goodnight each night&lt;br /&gt;knowing it could be the last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More time to think&lt;br /&gt;aboutall the things left undone&lt;br /&gt;Regrets and memories&lt;br /&gt;merge into one&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14326624-112133967371850002?l=lyricallyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricallyme.blogspot.com/feeds/112133967371850002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14326624&amp;postID=112133967371850002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326624/posts/default/112133967371850002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326624/posts/default/112133967371850002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricallyme.blogspot.com/2005/07/more-time.html' title='more time'/><author><name>Nadon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06328422926259630893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_MNtXK6cvw/SzqBuiWX3aI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WvLtsfSA1gs/S220/DSC_0250.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14326624.post-112087670134945942</id><published>2005-07-08T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T19:38:21.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>welcome to my experiment</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes, yet another blog by the one they call Nadon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What will I think of next&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's less about reaching or yearning&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and more about time well pressed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a journey with me as I try to learn to craft better lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point in my life I am one half of &lt;a href="http://www.thebackalleyproject.com"&gt;The Back Alley Project&lt;/a&gt;, a duo based out of Jackson, MI and have collaborated with Andy Valentine on sixteen songs to date.  I am a vocalist and strive to develop better lyrics for the songs that Andy and I create.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first step is to dive into &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/0898792835/qid=1120876508/sr=8-1/ref=sr_8_xs_ap_i1_xgl14/002-4730948-6416068?v=glance&amp;s=books&amp;amp;n=507846"&gt;Successful Lyric Writing: A Step by Step Course and Workbook&lt;/a&gt;, by Sheila Davis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post my thoughts and creations as I move though each chapter and hope that you'll join me for the adventure.  Feel free to leave feedback or constructive criticism whenever you feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the party begin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14326624-112087670134945942?l=lyricallyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricallyme.blogspot.com/feeds/112087670134945942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14326624&amp;postID=112087670134945942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326624/posts/default/112087670134945942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326624/posts/default/112087670134945942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricallyme.blogspot.com/2005/07/welcome-to-my-experiment.html' title='welcome to my experiment'/><author><name>Nadon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06328422926259630893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_MNtXK6cvw/SzqBuiWX3aI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WvLtsfSA1gs/S220/DSC_0250.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
