<rss version="2.0" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:slash="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/slash/" xmlns:wfw="http://wellformedweb.org/CommentAPI/"><channel><title>a journey about azil : lyrics</title><link>http://blogs.mit.edu/CS/blogs/azil/archive/category/850.aspx</link><description>lyrics</description><dc:language>en-GB</dc:language><generator>CommunityServer 1.1 (Build: 1.1.0.50615)</generator><item><title>don't panic</title><link>http://blogs.mit.edu/CS/blogs/azil/archive/2006/07/26/60001.aspx</link><pubDate>Wed, 26 Jul 2006 13:37:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">dea6705e-d99c-4a22-9533-aabb455eb28d:60001</guid><dc:creator>azil</dc:creator><slash:comments>0</slash:comments><comments>http://blogs.mit.edu/CS/blogs/azil/comments/60001.aspx</comments><wfw:commentRss>http://blogs.mit.edu/CS/blogs/azil/commentrss.aspx?PostID=60001</wfw:commentRss><description>be cool!!! dont' panic&lt;br&gt;come on, we're facing in a tremendous world.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;just istighfar and everything will be ok.&lt;br&gt;Ok?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;taken from &lt;a href="http://www.coldplay.com/index.php"&gt;coldplay&lt;/a&gt; ~ don't panic&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oh, we're sinking like stones,
&lt;br&gt;All that we fought for,
&lt;br&gt;All those places we've gone,
&lt;br&gt;All of us are done for.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;We live in a beautiful world,
&lt;br&gt;Yeah we do, yeah we do,
&lt;br&gt;We live in a beautiful world,
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Oh, we're sinking like stones,
&lt;br&gt;All that we fought for,
&lt;br&gt;All those places we've gone,
&lt;br&gt;All of us are done for.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;We live in a beautiful world,
&lt;br&gt;Yeah we do, yeah we do,
&lt;br&gt;We live in a beautiful world.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Oh, all that I know,
&lt;br&gt;There's nothing here to run from,
&lt;br&gt;And there, everybody here's got somebody to lean on.
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogs.mit.edu/CS/aggbug.aspx?PostID=60001" width="1" height="1"&gt;</description></item><item><title>high</title><link>http://blogs.mit.edu/CS/blogs/azil/archive/2006/06/27/58357.aspx</link><pubDate>Tue, 27 Jun 2006 17:34:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">dea6705e-d99c-4a22-9533-aabb455eb28d:58357</guid><dc:creator>azil</dc:creator><slash:comments>1</slash:comments><comments>http://blogs.mit.edu/CS/blogs/azil/comments/58357.aspx</comments><wfw:commentRss>http://blogs.mit.edu/CS/blogs/azil/commentrss.aspx?PostID=58357</wfw:commentRss><description>
High ~ &lt;a href="http://thecure.com"&gt;The Cure&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
when i see you sky as a kite&lt;br&gt;
as high as i might&lt;br&gt;
i can't get that high&lt;br&gt;
the way you move&lt;br&gt;
the how you burst the clouds&lt;br&gt;
it makes me want to try&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
when i see you sticky as lips&lt;br&gt;
as licky as trips&lt;br&gt;
i can't lick that far&lt;br&gt;
but when you paw&lt;br&gt;
the way you shout out loud&lt;br&gt;
it makes me want to start&lt;br&gt;
and when i see you happy as a girl&lt;br&gt;
that swims in a world of magic show&lt;br&gt;
it makes me bite my fingers through&lt;br&gt;
to think i could've let you go&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
and when i see you&lt;br&gt;
take the same sweet steps&lt;br&gt;
you used to take&lt;br&gt;
i say i'll keep on holding you&lt;br&gt;
my arms so tight&lt;br&gt;
i'll never let you slip away&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
and when i see you kitten as a cat&lt;br&gt;
yeah as smitten as that&lt;br&gt;
i can't get that small&lt;br&gt;
tthe way you fur&lt;br&gt;
the how you purr&lt;br&gt;
it makes me want to paw you all&lt;br&gt;
and when i see you happy as a girl&lt;br&gt;
that lives in a world of make-believe&lt;br&gt;
it makes me pull my hair all out&lt;br&gt;
to think i could've let you leave&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
and when i see you&lt;br&gt;
take the same sweet steps&lt;br&gt;
you used to take&lt;br&gt;
i know i'll keep on holding you&lt;br&gt;
in arms so tight&lt;br&gt;
they'll never let you go&lt;img src="http://blogs.mit.edu/CS/aggbug.aspx?PostID=58357" width="1" height="1"&gt;</description></item><item><title>coklat - puresaturday</title><link>http://blogs.mit.edu/CS/blogs/azil/archive/2006/05/30/58104.aspx</link><pubDate>Tue, 30 May 2006 21:56:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">dea6705e-d99c-4a22-9533-aabb455eb28d:58104</guid><dc:creator>azil</dc:creator><slash:comments>2</slash:comments><comments>http://blogs.mit.edu/CS/blogs/azil/comments/58104.aspx</comments><wfw:commentRss>http://blogs.mit.edu/CS/blogs/azil/commentrss.aspx?PostID=58104</wfw:commentRss><description>&lt;font face="MS Sans Serif" size="1"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://puresaturday.tk"&gt;puresaturday&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://puresaturday.info"&gt;fans club&lt;/a&gt;) &lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font face="MS Sans Serif" size="1"&gt;taken from their first album&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="MS Sans Serif" size="1"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Coklat menari bagai babi&lt;br&gt;
  Kejar penghuni...&lt;br&gt;
  Bijak berangkat masuk lumpur&lt;br&gt;
  Jadi lagi...&lt;br&gt;
  Aaa... (2x)&lt;br&gt;
  &lt;br&gt;
  Hilang arah silap tujuan&lt;br&gt;
  Tarik ucapan&lt;br&gt;
  Coklat dimakan malah melawan&lt;br&gt;
  Pupus harapan&lt;br&gt;
  Aaa...&lt;br&gt;
  &lt;br&gt;
  Coklat berlari... (kejar penghuni)&lt;br&gt;
  Coklat dimakan... (jadi tawanan)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogs.mit.edu/CS/aggbug.aspx?PostID=58104" width="1" height="1"&gt;</description></item><item><title> Why Don’t You Find Out for Yourself</title><link>http://blogs.mit.edu/CS/blogs/azil/archive/2006/04/26/57756.aspx</link><pubDate>Thu, 27 Apr 2006 00:27:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">dea6705e-d99c-4a22-9533-aabb455eb28d:57756</guid><dc:creator>azil</dc:creator><slash:comments>0</slash:comments><comments>http://blogs.mit.edu/CS/blogs/azil/comments/57756.aspx</comments><wfw:commentRss>http://blogs.mit.edu/CS/blogs/azil/commentrss.aspx?PostID=57756</wfw:commentRss><description>&lt;P&gt;Ok.. lets have a sing again. gosh.. i've been working for more than 23H plus 5H (in the next day) only for analysing a zombie oldie goldie solaris machine that disturbing my (my client's) [esme] and my partner machines [smsc]. and offcourse its impact to our client's partner, which was cannot using their facility smoothly. wokeh.. just forget the problem, since it was solved, and lests.. have a sing from Uncle Morrissey's. This dedicated to all...&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;SPAN&gt;&lt;A title="Why Don’t You Find Out for Yourself Lyrics" href="http://www.lyricsfreak.com/m/morrissey/96119.html"&gt;Why Don’t You Find Out for Yourself&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;: Morrissey&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;The sanest days are mad&lt;BR&gt;Why don’t you find out for yourself ? &lt;BR&gt;Then you’ll see the price&lt;BR&gt;Very closely&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Some men here&lt;BR&gt;They have a special interest&lt;BR&gt;In your career&lt;BR&gt;They wanna help you to grow&lt;BR&gt;And then syphon all your dough&lt;BR&gt;Why don’t you find out for yourself ? &lt;BR&gt;Then you’ll see the glass&lt;BR&gt;Hidden in the grass&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;You’ll never believe me, so&lt;BR&gt;Why don’t you find out for yourself ? &lt;BR&gt;Sick down to my heart&lt;BR&gt;That’s just the way it goes&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Some men here&lt;BR&gt;They know the full extent of&lt;BR&gt;Your distress&lt;BR&gt;They kneel and pray&lt;BR&gt;And they say :&lt;BR&gt;Long may it last&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Why don’t you find out for yourself ? &lt;BR&gt;Then you’ll see the glass&lt;BR&gt;Hidden in the grass&lt;BR&gt;Bad scenes come and go&lt;BR&gt;For which you must allow&lt;BR&gt;Sick down to my heart&lt;BR&gt;That’s just the way it goes&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Don’t rake up my mistakes&lt;BR&gt;I know exactly what they are&lt;BR&gt;And ... what do you do ? &lt;BR&gt;Well ... you just sit there&lt;BR&gt;I’ve been stabbed in the back&lt;BR&gt;So many many times&lt;BR&gt;I don’t have any skin&lt;BR&gt;But that’s just the way it goes&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;




&lt;/P&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogs.mit.edu/CS/aggbug.aspx?PostID=57756" width="1" height="1"&gt;</description></item><item><title>Menikah - Java Jive</title><link>http://blogs.mit.edu/CS/blogs/azil/archive/2006/04/22/57711.aspx</link><pubDate>Sat, 22 Apr 2006 04:59:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">dea6705e-d99c-4a22-9533-aabb455eb28d:57711</guid><dc:creator>azil</dc:creator><slash:comments>0</slash:comments><comments>http://blogs.mit.edu/CS/blogs/azil/comments/57711.aspx</comments><wfw:commentRss>http://blogs.mit.edu/CS/blogs/azil/commentrss.aspx?PostID=57711</wfw:commentRss><description>&lt;span class="verdana8point"&gt;&lt;b&gt;This week end top hit list, based on my iTunes notes goes to...... JAVA JIVE - Menikah.&lt;br&gt;Since we're *whops... dzighrng...................zlap...*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Just sing this song.. don't ask any thing..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;-=-=-=-=-=--=-=-&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;JAVA JIVE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; - Menikah&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="verdana8point"&gt;apakah kau tak pernah tahu&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
betapa indahnya dirimu&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
biarkan rambut yang tergerai&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
jatuh dalam pelukanku&lt;br&gt;
&lt;p&gt;kucium hatimu damai&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
  tatap maytamu harapan&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
  saat kita erat berpelukan&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
  oh indahnya berkata&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;p&gt;*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
  oh ... menikahlah denganku&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
  oh ... bahagialah selamanya&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;p&gt;musim demi musim berlalu&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
  menuai usia kita&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
  biar dua hati bercanda&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
  di padang yang kita bina&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;p&gt;kucium hatimu damai&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
  tatap matamu harapan&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
  saat kita erat berpelukan&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
  oh indahnya berkata&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;p&gt;oh ... abadilah cintaku&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
  oh ... jayalah dunia berlalu&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
  oh ... bahagialah kasihku&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
  oh ... bahagialah selamanya&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;p&gt;sampai waktu yang memanggil kita&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
  ku kan tetap berkata&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;p&gt;oh ...menikahlah denganku&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
  oh ...bahagialah selamanya&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogs.mit.edu/CS/aggbug.aspx?PostID=57711" width="1" height="1"&gt;</description></item><item><title>First Of The Gang To Die </title><link>http://blogs.mit.edu/CS/blogs/azil/archive/2006/04/19/57674.aspx</link><pubDate>Wed, 19 Apr 2006 22:57:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">dea6705e-d99c-4a22-9533-aabb455eb28d:57674</guid><dc:creator>azil</dc:creator><slash:comments>0</slash:comments><comments>http://blogs.mit.edu/CS/blogs/azil/comments/57674.aspx</comments><wfw:commentRss>http://blogs.mit.edu/CS/blogs/azil/commentrss.aspx?PostID=57674</wfw:commentRss><description>&lt;b&gt;First Of The Gang To Die - Morrissey&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/b&gt;You have never been in love,&lt;br&gt;
Until you've seen the stars,&lt;br&gt;
reflect in the resevoirs&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
And you have never been in love,&lt;br&gt;
Until you've seen the dawn rise,&lt;br&gt;
behind the home for the blind&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
We are the pretty petty thieves,&lt;br&gt;
And you're standing on our street..&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
...where Hector was the first of the gang&lt;br&gt;
with a gun in his hand &lt;br&gt;
and the first to do time&lt;br&gt;
the first of the gang to die. Oh my.&lt;br&gt;
Hector was the first of the gang&lt;br&gt;
with a gun in his hand &lt;br&gt;
and the first to do time&lt;br&gt;
the first of the gang to die. Oh my.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
You have never been in love,&lt;br&gt;
Until you've seen the sunlight thrown&lt;br&gt;
over smashed human bones&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
We are the pretty petty thieves,&lt;br&gt;
And you're standing on our street..&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
...where Hector was the first of the gang&lt;br&gt;
with a gun in his hand &lt;br&gt;
and the first to do time&lt;br&gt;
the first of the gang to die. Such a silly boy.&lt;br&gt;
Hector was the first of the gang&lt;br&gt;
with a gun in his hand &lt;br&gt;
and a bullet in his gullet&lt;br&gt;
and the first lost lad to go under the sod.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
And he stole from the rich and the poor &lt;br&gt;
and the not-very-rich and the very poor&lt;br&gt;
and he stole all hearts away&lt;br&gt;
he stole all hearts away&lt;br&gt;
he stole all hearts away&lt;br&gt;
he stole all hearts away&lt;img src="http://blogs.mit.edu/CS/aggbug.aspx?PostID=57674" width="1" height="1"&gt;</description></item><item><title>party in my head</title><link>http://blogs.mit.edu/CS/blogs/azil/archive/2006/02/10/52855.aspx</link><pubDate>Fri, 10 Feb 2006 17:28:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">dea6705e-d99c-4a22-9533-aabb455eb28d:52855</guid><dc:creator>azil</dc:creator><slash:comments>0</slash:comments><comments>http://blogs.mit.edu/CS/blogs/azil/comments/52855.aspx</comments><wfw:commentRss>http://blogs.mit.edu/CS/blogs/azil/commentrss.aspx?PostID=52855</wfw:commentRss><description>&lt;p&gt;this song taken from &lt;a href="http://www.sophieellisbextor.net"&gt;http://www.sophieellisbextor.net&lt;/a&gt; is dedicated for this weekend. and have a nice weekend :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b class="fontsizeup1"&gt;Party In My Head &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;table&gt;
&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
&lt;td class="height2" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;img height="14" src="http://www.sophieellisbextor.net/images/transparent_gif.gif" width="23" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
&lt;td class="height2" width="282"&gt;
&lt;p&gt;There's a party in my head &lt;br /&gt;Won't let me go to bed &lt;br /&gt;Have to stay up instead &lt;br /&gt;Go to the party in my head &lt;br /&gt;We're divorced before we're wed &lt;br /&gt;I'm reborn before I'm dead &lt;br /&gt;Straight from the mouth of Mr Ed &lt;br /&gt;Invited to the party in my head &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Stop that banging on the wall &lt;br /&gt;I won't turn down the noise at all &lt;br /&gt;I'm footloose and fancy free &lt;br /&gt;My head the place to be &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;There's a party in my head &lt;br /&gt;I can't remember what you said &lt;br /&gt;The sad truth's I'm poorly bred &lt;br /&gt;Raised at the party in my head &lt;br /&gt;There's an orgy like Club Med &lt;br /&gt;Where everybody rocks my bed &lt;br /&gt;Your baby wonders where you fled &lt;br /&gt;Came at the party in my head &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Though you may call 999 &lt;br /&gt;They will hang up everytime &lt;br /&gt;It's too late they're here with me &lt;br /&gt;Off their heads and on the beat &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;There's no charge the entry's free &lt;br /&gt;I gave the doorman a kiss, you see &lt;br /&gt;And all the guests mix brilliantly &lt;br /&gt;Cos I am them and they are me &lt;br /&gt;I threw away my high street cred &lt;br /&gt;To have a life instead &lt;br /&gt;Repeat the words that I just said &lt;br /&gt;To go to the party in your head &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogs.mit.edu/CS/aggbug.aspx?PostID=52855" width="1" height="1"&gt;</description></item><item><title>just like heaven</title><link>http://blogs.mit.edu/CS/blogs/azil/archive/2005/12/04/21899.aspx</link><pubDate>Sun, 04 Dec 2005 22:16:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">dea6705e-d99c-4a22-9533-aabb455eb28d:21899</guid><dc:creator>azil</dc:creator><slash:comments>0</slash:comments><comments>http://blogs.mit.edu/CS/blogs/azil/comments/21899.aspx</comments><wfw:commentRss>http://blogs.mit.edu/CS/blogs/azil/commentrss.aspx?PostID=21899</wfw:commentRss><description>last night we (./me and mine) watched &lt;a href="http://movies.about.c/om/od/justlikeheaven/"&gt;Just Like Heaven&lt;/a&gt;. this movie's title're taken from one of &lt;a href="http://www.thecure.com"&gt;the cure&lt;/a&gt; songs. And this sounding me when i was the most famous highschool artist (at least for jakarta &amp;amp; bekasi), which was my band're focus on playing &lt;a href="http://www.thecure.com"&gt;the cure's&lt;/a&gt; songs. and this is my first song that i played on the stage. hey, i was a drummer not a singer :D &lt;br /&gt;
the movie story it self're great, even though i saw some thing that unreasonable. no, i don't wanna tell about the movie, and i wont. you know what? i wanna sing :p so listen it up!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;blockquote&gt;
"Show me how you do that trick&lt;br /&gt;
The one that makes me scream" she said&lt;br /&gt;
"The one that makes me laugh" she said&lt;br /&gt;
And threw her arms around my neck&lt;br /&gt;
"Show me how you do it&lt;br /&gt;
And I promise you I promise that&lt;br /&gt;
I'll run away with you&lt;br /&gt;
I'll run away with you"&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Spinning on that dizzy edge&lt;br /&gt;
I kissed her face and kissed her head&lt;br /&gt;
And dreamed of all the different ways I had&lt;br /&gt;
To make her glow&lt;br /&gt;
"Why are you so far away?" she said&lt;br /&gt;
"Why won't you ever know that I'm in love with you&lt;br /&gt;
That I'm in love with you"&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You&lt;br /&gt;
Soft and only&lt;br /&gt;
You&lt;br /&gt;
Lost and lonely&lt;br /&gt;
You&lt;br /&gt;
Strange as angels&lt;br /&gt;
Dancing in the deepest oceans&lt;br /&gt;
Twisting in the water&lt;br /&gt;
You're just like a dream&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Daylight licked me into shape&lt;br /&gt;
I must have been asleep for days&lt;br /&gt;
And moving lips to breathe her name&lt;br /&gt;
I opened up my eyes&lt;br /&gt;
And found myself alone alone&lt;br /&gt;
Alone above a raging sea&lt;br /&gt;
That stole the only girl I loved&lt;br /&gt;
And drowned her deep inside of me&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You&lt;br /&gt;
Soft and only&lt;br /&gt;
You&lt;br /&gt;
Lost and lonely&lt;br /&gt;
You&lt;br /&gt;
Just like heaven&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;/blockquote&gt;
btw, i feel JUST LIKE HEAVEN since the first time i met mine.&lt;img src="http://blogs.mit.edu/CS/aggbug.aspx?PostID=21899" width="1" height="1"&gt;</description></item><item><title>pictures of you</title><link>http://blogs.mit.edu/CS/blogs/azil/archive/2005/10/23/19778.aspx</link><pubDate>Sun, 23 Oct 2005 04:44:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">dea6705e-d99c-4a22-9533-aabb455eb28d:19778</guid><dc:creator>azil</dc:creator><slash:comments>0</slash:comments><comments>http://blogs.mit.edu/CS/blogs/azil/comments/19778.aspx</comments><wfw:commentRss>http://blogs.mit.edu/CS/blogs/azil/commentrss.aspx?PostID=19778</wfw:commentRss><description>pictures of you, 
songs by &lt;a href="http://www.thecure.com"&gt;the cure&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;i've been looking so long at these pictures of
you that i almost belive that they're real &lt;br&gt;i've
been living so long with my pictures of you that
i almost believe that the pictures are all i can
feel

&lt;br&gt;remembering you standing quiet in the rain as
i ran to your heart to be near &lt;br&gt;and we kissed as
the sky fell in holding you close how i always
held close in your fear &lt;br&gt;remembering you
running soft through the night you were bigger
and brighter than the snow &lt;br&gt;and
screamed at the make-believe screamed at the
sky and you finally found all your courage to
let it all go

&lt;br&gt;remembering you fallen into my arms crying
for the death of your heart &lt;br&gt;you were stone
white so delicate lost in the cold you were
always so lost in the dark &lt;br&gt;remembering you
how you used to be slow drowned you were
angels so much more than everything &lt;br&gt;oh hold
for the last time then slip away quietly open
my eyes but i never see anything

&lt;br&gt;if only i had thought of the right words i could
have hold on to your heart &lt;br&gt;if only i'd thought of
the right words i wouldn't be breaking apart all
my pictures of you

&lt;br&gt;Looking So long at these pictures of you but i
never hold on to your heart &lt;br&gt;looking so long for
the words to be true but always just breaking
apart my pictures of you

&lt;br&gt;there was nothing in the world that i ever
wanted more than to feel you deep in my heart
&lt;br&gt;there was nothing in the world that i ever
wanted more than to never feel the breaking
apart all my pictures of you&lt;img src="http://blogs.mit.edu/CS/aggbug.aspx?PostID=19778" width="1" height="1"&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>