<?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-2414434130113727472</id><updated>2011-11-06T13:23:32.282-08:00</updated><title type='text'>From word to sentence</title><subtitle type='html'>©SofiaALVrud</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2414434130113727472/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalyrics.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>awa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08449433786109146402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRtnmdNdpl4/TLg57ITasZI/AAAAAAAAAL4/dX2z8GOYd18/S220/8.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2414434130113727472.post-1855327862807546504</id><published>2011-01-22T10:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T11:47:22.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Imagine the person you treasure the most&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how you kiss her lips&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if she's gone, you're a ghost&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When she's close, you're alive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and you kiss her again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but if she runs away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you won't be the same&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Imagine when you both say good bye&lt;div&gt;you kiss her lips&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;back then it was fine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But when you say hello&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after all you've been through&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cannot kiss once more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's all over for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2414434130113727472-1855327862807546504?l=awalyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/1855327862807546504/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalyrics.blogspot.com/2011/01/imagine-person-you-treasure-most-how.html#comment-form' title='0 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2414434130113727472/posts/default/1855327862807546504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2414434130113727472/posts/default/1855327862807546504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalyrics.blogspot.com/2011/01/imagine-person-you-treasure-most-how.html' title=''/><author><name>awa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08449433786109146402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRtnmdNdpl4/TLg57ITasZI/AAAAAAAAAL4/dX2z8GOYd18/S220/8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2414434130113727472.post-9012148375624715222</id><published>2011-01-09T07:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T07:56:21.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cry in bed with broken wings</title><content type='html'>I'm pale like snow and so very fragile,&lt;div&gt;if you play too much I'm sure I'll break&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I used to fly far up high but here I lie in bed, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a folded piece of paper with heartache&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Returned from a journey, a journey with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Strong wind and you were so uplifting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must admit I had great fun, but even a star will fall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In my head thoughts are constantly shifting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And once I hit the ground there were scrubs on my knees,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the bruises in heart made me cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I can't believe you let me fall from that height!",&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought as I glanced at the sky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hoped to get up there, to again hold your hand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but you left me to be a windless kite&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now here I lie in my bed, a folded piece of paper,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cursing myself through the night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remembering a journey, the wind I fell in love with,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my memories are here to provoke&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm pale and I'm fragile, you knew very well&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but still you played with my guts until I broke&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can fix a kite once it's broken&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but how can it beautifully fly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when the scars are still hurting unspoken&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the desire of flying has died&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2414434130113727472-9012148375624715222?l=awalyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/9012148375624715222/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalyrics.blogspot.com/2011/01/cry-in-bed-with-broken-wings.html#comment-form' title='0 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2414434130113727472/posts/default/9012148375624715222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2414434130113727472/posts/default/9012148375624715222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalyrics.blogspot.com/2011/01/cry-in-bed-with-broken-wings.html' title='Cry in bed with broken wings'/><author><name>awa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08449433786109146402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRtnmdNdpl4/TLg57ITasZI/AAAAAAAAAL4/dX2z8GOYd18/S220/8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2414434130113727472.post-5533144921689622052</id><published>2010-12-25T13:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T13:46:22.155-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uncertain romance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The things that you say, all the things that you do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Makes an impact on me, now I'm falling for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but I dont' know how&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I should tell you this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's hard when you have to guess&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What do you feel?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's hard on me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when you pull my arms in two different directions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At first you say you wanna make this work&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but in your eyes there is something else&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who is that other one you think of &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when you close your eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wanna be the only one to hold your hand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and kiss those lips of yours&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The things that you say, all the things that you do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Makes an impact on me, now I'm falling for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but I don't know how&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I should tell you this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's hard when you have to guess&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What do you feel?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What do you feel when I hold your hand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or pull you closer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't understand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you're not inlove, then what game do you play&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's hard when you have to guess&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What do you feel?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't make me fall for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if you're not gonna catch me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2414434130113727472-5533144921689622052?l=awalyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/5533144921689622052/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalyrics.blogspot.com/2010/12/uncertain-romance.html#comment-form' title='0 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2414434130113727472/posts/default/5533144921689622052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2414434130113727472/posts/default/5533144921689622052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalyrics.blogspot.com/2010/12/uncertain-romance.html' title='Uncertain romance'/><author><name>awa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08449433786109146402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRtnmdNdpl4/TLg57ITasZI/AAAAAAAAAL4/dX2z8GOYd18/S220/8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2414434130113727472.post-6198355115148223875</id><published>2010-10-12T01:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T01:19:22.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This stupid hesitation</title><content type='html'>Trying to be beautiful for you&lt;br /&gt;but you look to the other way&lt;br /&gt;I hold your hand, you know I do&lt;br /&gt;why aren't you holding it back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've done some stupid things, I know&lt;br /&gt;but felt bad while thinking 'bout you&lt;br /&gt;Right now I don't know what to do&lt;br /&gt;I just don't know what to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to be beautiful for you&lt;br /&gt;but you look to the other way&lt;br /&gt;I hold your hand, you know I do&lt;br /&gt;still you're not holding it back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want you to hold me so tight&lt;br /&gt;and not let go 'till we feel alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try to look beautiful for you&lt;br /&gt;Am I not beautiful to you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2414434130113727472-6198355115148223875?l=awalyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRtnmdNdpl4/TLg57ITasZI/AAAAAAAAAL4/dX2z8GOYd18/S220/8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2414434130113727472.post-6302018794842251331</id><published>2010-08-12T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T11:07:26.301-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heavy words</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Words&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;worth a thousand punches&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;knock me down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sentences&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so filled with anger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how they push me down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm scared of you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you are the monster&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lurking in my head&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you know &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you are the reason I cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when I go to bed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You cut me to pieces&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You stab my eyes so I can't see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You feed on my esteem until I'm empty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You say the words that makes me wanna scream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I feel weak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hatred&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;floating deep inside me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pointed at myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dread&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can feel it growing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but I don't have the strenght&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To shut you up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when you burst out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Instead I start to cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Want to kill myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when I break down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh so pitiful am I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You cut me to pieces &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You stab my eyes so I can't see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You feed on my esteem until I'm empty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You say the words that makes me wanna scream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I'm still weak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2414434130113727472-6302018794842251331?l=awalyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/6302018794842251331/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalyrics.blogspot.com/2010/08/heavy-words.html#comment-form' title='0 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2414434130113727472/posts/default/6302018794842251331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2414434130113727472/posts/default/6302018794842251331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalyrics.blogspot.com/2010/08/heavy-words.html' title='Heavy words'/><author><name>awa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08449433786109146402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRtnmdNdpl4/TLg57ITasZI/AAAAAAAAAL4/dX2z8GOYd18/S220/8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2414434130113727472.post-5172561174014579762</id><published>2010-07-23T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T15:57:17.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hon går baklänges längs samma väg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;en väg hon fastnat på&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hon ser inte framtidens välkomnande blickar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bara dåtidens tårfyllda farväl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Utan någon att påminna henne&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"du är bra, glöm inte det"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gör sig bara den sorgsna tåren synlig&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;där den faller ner längs kinden&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jag tar hennes hand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;försöker dra henne tillbaka&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;blicka framåt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;men hon gör sig bara illa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;För van vid sin baklängesgång&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;för envis för att blicka framåt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;se de välkomnande blickar som vill säga henne&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"du är bra, jag kommer aldrig glömma det"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hon faller bara i farten &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;men tåren faller hårdare&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Skrubbsår på knäna&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ännu ett ärr som satte sig för djupt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lika bra att gå tillbaka till sin väg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tycker hon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ingen tycks förstå hur svårt det kan vara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;att gå framlänges&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;när alla andra ler&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;så ynklig hon ser ut att vara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;flickan som går där, baklänges,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;längs en väg hon fastnat på&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Men så stark hon skulle vara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;om hon såg vad andra såg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Du är bra, vi älskar dig så."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2414434130113727472-5172561174014579762?l=awalyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/5172561174014579762/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalyrics.blogspot.com/2010/07/hon-gar-baklanges-langs-samma-vag-en.html#comment-form' title='0 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2414434130113727472/posts/default/5172561174014579762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2414434130113727472/posts/default/5172561174014579762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalyrics.blogspot.com/2010/07/hon-gar-baklanges-langs-samma-vag-en.html' title=''/><author><name>awa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08449433786109146402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRtnmdNdpl4/TLg57ITasZI/AAAAAAAAAL4/dX2z8GOYd18/S220/8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2414434130113727472.post-1207856614803334595</id><published>2010-05-17T01:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T01:21:53.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's not that I can't feel your song&lt;br /&gt;It's not 'cause you don't fly&lt;br /&gt;It's just that when I hear your voice&lt;br /&gt;you make me want to cry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2414434130113727472-1207856614803334595?l=awalyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/1207856614803334595/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRtnmdNdpl4/TLg57ITasZI/AAAAAAAAAL4/dX2z8GOYd18/S220/8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2414434130113727472.post-8046398910341319201</id><published>2010-03-26T13:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T15:04:59.838-07:00</updated><title type='text'>esdtfhuijhugy56fyj6dfyf</title><content type='html'>Running down her cheek&lt;br /&gt;a single drop of the cry she feels everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can we believe&lt;br /&gt;in what's not there to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hard to believe what you see&lt;br /&gt;Hard to see what you believe&lt;br /&gt;in yourself, be strong&lt;br /&gt;enough to move on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quit telling yourself 'bout a weakness&lt;br /&gt;that's gone, ain't no more&lt;br /&gt;you are not alone&lt;br /&gt;you are never alone, so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scream, if that's what you need just&lt;br /&gt;Scream, no one is pulling you back&lt;br /&gt;from yourself&lt;br /&gt;we all can tell you want to&lt;br /&gt;Scream, that's what you need&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2414434130113727472-8046398910341319201?l=awalyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/8046398910341319201/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalyrics.blogspot.com/2010/03/esdtfhuijhugy56fyj6dfyf.html#comment-form' title='1 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2414434130113727472/posts/default/8046398910341319201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2414434130113727472/posts/default/8046398910341319201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalyrics.blogspot.com/2010/03/esdtfhuijhugy56fyj6dfyf.html' title='esdtfhuijhugy56fyj6dfyf'/><author><name>awa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08449433786109146402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRtnmdNdpl4/TLg57ITasZI/AAAAAAAAAL4/dX2z8GOYd18/S220/8.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2414434130113727472.post-7581821018330232902</id><published>2010-03-22T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T09:42:36.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dedicated</title><content type='html'>Is the wind pushing you harder today&lt;br /&gt;or are you just not as strong?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2414434130113727472-7581821018330232902?l=awalyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRtnmdNdpl4/TLg57ITasZI/AAAAAAAAAL4/dX2z8GOYd18/S220/8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2414434130113727472.post-550690550791766699</id><published>2010-03-04T05:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T05:38:23.547-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't seem to find the right words to put in my mind&lt;br /&gt;when I'm thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;I lit a candle for you while I look at my memories&lt;br /&gt;I did not realize&lt;br /&gt;It'd be the last time I saw you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But We will still smile&lt;br /&gt;and We will still laugh&lt;br /&gt;and We will still love you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2414434130113727472-550690550791766699?l=awalyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRtnmdNdpl4/TLg57ITasZI/AAAAAAAAAL4/dX2z8GOYd18/S220/8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2414434130113727472.post-8051905234270251714</id><published>2010-02-02T04:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T04:46:05.318-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rest in pieces</title><content type='html'>As I look out my window&lt;br /&gt;Snow is falling&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling apart&lt;br /&gt;Outside in the cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been gone for a while now&lt;br /&gt;but I still can't believe it&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I need it&lt;br /&gt;you won't be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch me over my shoulder&lt;br /&gt;Make me feel safe&lt;br /&gt;Hold my hand and say it's okay&lt;br /&gt;Stand right beside me&lt;br /&gt;don't go away&lt;br /&gt;Watch me over my shoulder&lt;br /&gt;Over my shoulder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught a flake on my tongue now&lt;br /&gt;it's melting apart&lt;br /&gt;like the memories of you&lt;br /&gt;slowly fading away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know how I should feel&lt;br /&gt;Should I laugh, should I cry&lt;br /&gt;Wanting you to come back&lt;br /&gt;But that's not happening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch me over my shoulder&lt;br /&gt;Make me feel safe&lt;br /&gt;Hold my hand and say it's okay&lt;br /&gt;Stand right beside me&lt;br /&gt;don't go away&lt;br /&gt;Watch me over my shoulder&lt;br /&gt;Over my shoulder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch me over my shoulder&lt;br /&gt;Make me feel safe&lt;br /&gt;I'll look at the sky&lt;br /&gt;as my pain goes away&lt;br /&gt;Will remember you always&lt;br /&gt;The love that you gave&lt;br /&gt;Watch me over my shoulder&lt;br /&gt;Over my shoulder&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2414434130113727472-8051905234270251714?l=awalyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRtnmdNdpl4/TLg57ITasZI/AAAAAAAAAL4/dX2z8GOYd18/S220/8.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2414434130113727472.post-740020882136325664</id><published>2010-01-27T07:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T08:10:10.492-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Who can stop the snow&lt;br /&gt;wherever it goes&lt;br /&gt;whenever it goes&lt;br /&gt;I can't stop loving you&lt;br /&gt;wherever you go&lt;br /&gt;whenever you go&lt;br /&gt;I turn around&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2414434130113727472-740020882136325664?l=awalyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/740020882136325664/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalyrics.blogspot.com/2010/01/who-can-stop-snow-wherever-it-goes.html#comment-form' title='0 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2414434130113727472/posts/default/740020882136325664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2414434130113727472/posts/default/740020882136325664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalyrics.blogspot.com/2010/01/who-can-stop-snow-wherever-it-goes.html' title=''/><author><name>awa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08449433786109146402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRtnmdNdpl4/TLg57ITasZI/AAAAAAAAAL4/dX2z8GOYd18/S220/8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2414434130113727472.post-154212179694881817</id><published>2010-01-26T12:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T12:16:39.132-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: normal;" class="GenericStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Forever will you be there, lifting the weights of a heavy heart When the beautiful morning ceases to amaze me, still there will you stand But if you are gone the days turn so lonely, the mind aches while thinking of tearing to pieces apart The rest of what's left of the soul, of the thought in a friends heavily burdened and now dying heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2414434130113727472-154212179694881817?l=awalyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/154212179694881817/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalyrics.blogspot.com/2010/01/forever-will-you-be-there-lifting.html#comment-form' title='0 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2414434130113727472/posts/default/154212179694881817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2414434130113727472/posts/default/154212179694881817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalyrics.blogspot.com/2010/01/forever-will-you-be-there-lifting.html' title=''/><author><name>awa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08449433786109146402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRtnmdNdpl4/TLg57ITasZI/AAAAAAAAAL4/dX2z8GOYd18/S220/8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2414434130113727472.post-2918472284166519650</id><published>2010-01-17T06:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T11:53:59.837-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If only</title><content type='html'>This is not what you'd like to call&lt;br /&gt;a song about those&lt;br /&gt;who're not willing to stay&lt;br /&gt;but unable to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not a song about trouble&lt;br /&gt;or a song about love&lt;br /&gt;well at least not in the matter&lt;br /&gt;of wanting someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not friendship in disguise&lt;br /&gt;it's not the rhythm of the wind&lt;br /&gt;It's simply me and my guitar&lt;br /&gt;wanting to give you something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my&lt;br /&gt;song about a girl&lt;br /&gt;with a smile of a thousand stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need you to know that I am grateful&lt;br /&gt;for everything you do&lt;br /&gt;even when you don't say a thing&lt;br /&gt;I feel you smiling at me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still playing on the same chords&lt;br /&gt;and you're not even here&lt;br /&gt;but this is what I wanna give you&lt;br /&gt;it's your melody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my&lt;br /&gt;song about a girl&lt;br /&gt;with a smile of a thousand stars&lt;br /&gt;It's not any other love&lt;br /&gt;than the love for a friend&lt;br /&gt;with a smile of a thousand stars&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2414434130113727472-2918472284166519650?l=awalyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/2918472284166519650/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalyrics.blogspot.com/2010/01/about-only-one.html#comment-form' title='0 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2414434130113727472/posts/default/2918472284166519650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2414434130113727472/posts/default/2918472284166519650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalyrics.blogspot.com/2010/01/about-only-one.html' title='If only'/><author><name>awa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08449433786109146402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRtnmdNdpl4/TLg57ITasZI/AAAAAAAAAL4/dX2z8GOYd18/S220/8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2414434130113727472.post-7160319243563269798</id><published>2010-01-09T03:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T03:34:13.291-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Distract</title><content type='html'>You gotta scream against the violence&lt;br /&gt;don't look at them in silence&lt;br /&gt;If you don't know what to do, just open your mouth&lt;br /&gt;You gotta scream against the violence&lt;br /&gt;don't leave them there in silence&lt;br /&gt;Never stand there still, as if you approve&lt;br /&gt;You gotta scream against the violence&lt;br /&gt;Scream against the violence&lt;br /&gt;Scream against the violence&lt;br /&gt;You gotta scream against the violence&lt;br /&gt;don't look at them in silence&lt;br /&gt;Just scream against the violence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just scream&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2414434130113727472-7160319243563269798?l=awalyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/7160319243563269798/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalyrics.blogspot.com/2010/01/distract.html#comment-form' title='0 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2414434130113727472/posts/default/7160319243563269798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2414434130113727472/posts/default/7160319243563269798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalyrics.blogspot.com/2010/01/distract.html' title='Distract'/><author><name>awa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08449433786109146402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRtnmdNdpl4/TLg57ITasZI/AAAAAAAAAL4/dX2z8GOYd18/S220/8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2414434130113727472.post-796501865185851298</id><published>2010-01-02T14:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T03:27:01.745-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I left today&lt;br /&gt;without looking back at you&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to say&lt;br /&gt;but I don't know what to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I remember what we had&lt;br /&gt;don't wanna fall in my own sorrow&lt;br /&gt;I only have one thing to ask&lt;br /&gt;Will I still be dead by tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another step&lt;br /&gt;in a direction I don't know&lt;br /&gt;I turn away&lt;br /&gt;but the sky isn't blue where I go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were holding hand in hand&lt;br /&gt;yours was just a hand I could borrow&lt;br /&gt;I only have one thing to ask&lt;br /&gt;will I still be dead by tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of doing this&lt;br /&gt;I don't what it is&lt;br /&gt;but I can't take it&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of seeing you&lt;br /&gt;Feels like you're hunting me&lt;br /&gt;and there's nowhere to hide&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of the things that I feel&lt;br /&gt;hard to believe it is real&lt;br /&gt;when I wake up screaming&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of seeing you&lt;br /&gt;no matter where I go&lt;br /&gt;you're always hunting me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2414434130113727472-796501865185851298?l=awalyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRtnmdNdpl4/TLg57ITasZI/AAAAAAAAAL4/dX2z8GOYd18/S220/8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2414434130113727472.post-5222513556988692926</id><published>2009-12-03T10:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T10:44:55.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning of life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRtnmdNdpl4/SxgHB-C7njI/AAAAAAAAAHU/V-BfbFBCFbY/s1600-h/Bubbl3+me+uP.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 203px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRtnmdNdpl4/SxgHB-C7njI/AAAAAAAAAHU/V-BfbFBCFbY/s320/Bubbl3+me+uP.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411082682702208562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why so frustrated&lt;br /&gt;little tiny girl&lt;br /&gt;You are wearing your mothers shoes&lt;br /&gt;and they won't fit&lt;br /&gt;Snow melts on your cheek&lt;br /&gt;stars are aiming for your eyes&lt;br /&gt;but a little tiny girl&lt;br /&gt;doesn't know of what matters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dancing with the sun&lt;br /&gt;burning in the eyes&lt;br /&gt;Hiding from the rain&lt;br /&gt;drowning in disguise&lt;br /&gt;Running from the wind&lt;br /&gt;blowing through the hair&lt;br /&gt;Little tiny girl&lt;br /&gt;you have a lot to learn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the sense be the love of your life&lt;br /&gt;Do not see what is not there&lt;br /&gt;Live while you're being alive&lt;br /&gt;Survive when you think you will die&lt;br /&gt;Little tiny girl&lt;br /&gt;the world moves against you&lt;br /&gt;Little tiny girl&lt;br /&gt;but oh, so do you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2414434130113727472-5222513556988692926?l=awalyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/5222513556988692926/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalyrics.blogspot.com/2009/12/learning-of-life.html#comment-form' title='0 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2414434130113727472/posts/default/5222513556988692926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2414434130113727472/posts/default/5222513556988692926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalyrics.blogspot.com/2009/12/learning-of-life.html' title='Learning of life'/><author><name>awa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08449433786109146402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRtnmdNdpl4/TLg57ITasZI/AAAAAAAAAL4/dX2z8GOYd18/S220/8.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRtnmdNdpl4/SxgHB-C7njI/AAAAAAAAAHU/V-BfbFBCFbY/s72-c/Bubbl3+me+uP.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2414434130113727472.post-4455635225565548973</id><published>2009-10-17T13:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T13:55:49.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pretending is hard on me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2414434130113727472-4455635225565548973?l=awalyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/4455635225565548973/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalyrics.blogspot.com/2009/10/pretending-is-hard-on-me.html#comment-form' title='0 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2414434130113727472/posts/default/4455635225565548973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2414434130113727472/posts/default/4455635225565548973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalyrics.blogspot.com/2009/10/pretending-is-hard-on-me.html' title=''/><author><name>awa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08449433786109146402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRtnmdNdpl4/TLg57ITasZI/AAAAAAAAAL4/dX2z8GOYd18/S220/8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2414434130113727472.post-4548529530452833677</id><published>2009-05-04T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T11:18:37.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A fake truth is a true fake</title><content type='html'>Once upon a time there was a little fairy tale&lt;br /&gt;A fairy tale who mostly seemed simple, cliché and pale&lt;br /&gt;There was something with this story, something seemed to be depending&lt;br /&gt;The problem with this fairy tale was that it had to many endings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In one ending the princess would go and find her love&lt;br /&gt;In another they would die and live happy high above&lt;br /&gt;But no matter which story you've decided to believe&lt;br /&gt;The false and happy message was always to receive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to tell a story. A story more to say it's true&lt;br /&gt;It's where grass is not so green and skies aren't very blue&lt;br /&gt;The ground is yet on fire and the sky is painted gray&lt;br /&gt;It's a sad and sorry world but it is here I'm born to stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People aren't very honest, it's the honesty that's fake&lt;br /&gt;But asking them to tell the truth would be a terrible mistake&lt;br /&gt;Their status and their appearance is for all they really care&lt;br /&gt;In an etarnal world of beauty an ugly kid would live in fear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look where the world is going&lt;br /&gt;Nature's not going our way&lt;br /&gt;We wan't it to be pretty&lt;br /&gt;But this life ain't here to stay&lt;br /&gt;The days are getting darker&lt;br /&gt;But as long as the moon is clear&lt;br /&gt;I'll fight this war against you&lt;br /&gt;Through every river, every tear&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2414434130113727472-4548529530452833677?l=awalyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/4548529530452833677/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalyrics.blogspot.com/2009/05/fairy-tale-goodbye.html#comment-form' title='0 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2414434130113727472/posts/default/4548529530452833677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2414434130113727472/posts/default/4548529530452833677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalyrics.blogspot.com/2009/05/fairy-tale-goodbye.html' title='A fake truth is a true fake'/><author><name>awa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08449433786109146402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRtnmdNdpl4/TLg57ITasZI/AAAAAAAAAL4/dX2z8GOYd18/S220/8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2414434130113727472.post-2591126883483693770</id><published>2009-05-02T02:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T10:50:38.067-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Won't come out again</title><content type='html'>Hello there, my friend! Welcome to my happy place&lt;br /&gt;I live in a bubble, here is plenty of space&lt;br /&gt;The door to the left is the door to my room&lt;br /&gt;It's where I live in glory when you think it's gloom&lt;br /&gt;Inside my bubble I scream and I shout&lt;br /&gt;No matter how loud it will never come out&lt;br /&gt;People are passing me by everyday&lt;br /&gt;No one stop and listen to things that I say&lt;br /&gt;But one time, you see, there was this little boy&lt;br /&gt;He laughed at me, pointed, thought I was a toy&lt;br /&gt;When I saw him I thought that he must be a prince&lt;br /&gt;But I realized something, haven't spoken to him since&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes in my dreams I can see him pass by&lt;br /&gt;His beauty, his glory got wings, he can fly&lt;br /&gt;With his smile and his finger, he's laughing outloud&lt;br /&gt;And he's pointing at me and he's looking so proud&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling confused. "What's he laughing about?"&lt;br /&gt;So I look down and find that my heart has come out&lt;br /&gt;It's broken and bleeding, I don't understand?&lt;br /&gt;When did all this happen? Is it something he planned?&lt;br /&gt;In my dream I turn and I'm starting to run&lt;br /&gt;I thought that he loved me. He did it for fun&lt;br /&gt;Inside my bubble I've decided to stay&lt;br /&gt;Not even with him will I come out and play&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2414434130113727472-2591126883483693770?l=awalyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/2591126883483693770/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalyrics.blogspot.com/2009/05/wont-come-out-again.html#comment-form' title='9 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2414434130113727472/posts/default/2591126883483693770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2414434130113727472/posts/default/2591126883483693770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalyrics.blogspot.com/2009/05/wont-come-out-again.html' title='Won&apos;t come out again'/><author><name>awa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08449433786109146402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRtnmdNdpl4/TLg57ITasZI/AAAAAAAAAL4/dX2z8GOYd18/S220/8.png'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2414434130113727472.post-1518504628530662370</id><published>2009-05-01T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T06:33:34.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scream in silence</title><content type='html'>When every day's a broken dream&lt;br /&gt;When children cry and grownups scream&lt;br /&gt;When the sun is hiding behind a cloud&lt;br /&gt;When you want to shout but are not allowed&lt;br /&gt;When you're feeling heavy inside your chest&lt;br /&gt;When you walk away and it's for the best&lt;br /&gt;When a voice is calling from far away&lt;br /&gt;When you need to go but have to stay&lt;br /&gt;When you give someone a second glance&lt;br /&gt;When you're all alone and don't stand a chance&lt;br /&gt;When you're screaming for help but you get no respond&lt;br /&gt;When you need to flee, don't know what comes beyond&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2414434130113727472-1518504628530662370?l=awalyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/1518504628530662370/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalyrics.blogspot.com/2009/05/scream-in-silence.html#comment-form' title='2 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2414434130113727472/posts/default/1518504628530662370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2414434130113727472/posts/default/1518504628530662370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalyrics.blogspot.com/2009/05/scream-in-silence.html' title='Scream in silence'/><author><name>awa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08449433786109146402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRtnmdNdpl4/TLg57ITasZI/AAAAAAAAAL4/dX2z8GOYd18/S220/8.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
