<?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-7695103</id><updated>2011-06-22T08:09:06.828-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Some Songs</title><subtitle type='html'>Over the years, certain songs / lyrics have touched me in some way for some reason. This is simply a place for some of my favourites with some graphics.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://favsongs3.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7695103/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://favsongs3.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jovianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16134704174445762228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7695103.post-109282211343862967</id><published>2004-08-18T04:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-18T04:43:15.870-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stairway To Heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Stairway To Heaven"&lt;br /&gt;LED ZEPPELIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a lady who's sure all that glitters is gold&lt;br /&gt;And she's buying a stairway to heaven.&lt;br /&gt;When she gets there she knows, if the stores are all closed&lt;br /&gt;With a word she can get what she came for.&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, ooh, and she's buying a stairway to heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a sign on the wall but she wants to be sure&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you know sometimes words have two meanings.&lt;br /&gt;In a tree by the brook, there's a songbird who sings,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes all of our thoughts are misgiven.&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, it makes me wonder,&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, it makes me wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a feeling I get when I look to the west,&lt;br /&gt;And my spirit is crying for leaving.&lt;br /&gt;In my thoughts I have seen rings of smoke through the trees,&lt;br /&gt;And the voices of those who stand looking.&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, it makes me wonder,&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, it really makes me wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's whispered that soon if we all call the tune&lt;br /&gt;Then the piper will lead us to reason.&lt;br /&gt;And a new day will dawn for those who stand long&lt;br /&gt;And the forests will echo with laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there's a bustle in your hedgerow, don't be alarmed now,&lt;br /&gt;It's just a spring clean for the May queen.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, there are two paths you can go by, but in the long run&lt;br /&gt;There's still time to change the road you're on.&lt;br /&gt;And it makes me wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your head is humming and it won't go, in case you don't know,&lt;br /&gt;The piper's calling you to join him,&lt;br /&gt;Dear lady, can you hear the wind blow, and did you know&lt;br /&gt;Your stairway lies on the whispering wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as we wind on down the road&lt;br /&gt;Our shadows taller than our soul.&lt;br /&gt;There walks a lady we all know&lt;br /&gt;Who shines white light and wants to show&lt;br /&gt;How everything still turns to gold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you listen very hard&lt;br /&gt;The tune will come to you at last.&lt;br /&gt;When all are one and one is all&lt;br /&gt;To be a rock and not to roll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she's buying a stairway to heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/7/1278/1024/Stairs.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 3px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 3px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 3px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 3px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/7/1278/400/Stairs.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stairway To Heaven / Jim Warren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7695103-109282211343862967?l=favsongs3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://favsongs3.blogspot.com/feeds/109282211343862967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7695103&amp;postID=109282211343862967' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7695103/posts/default/109282211343862967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7695103/posts/default/109282211343862967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://favsongs3.blogspot.com/2004/08/stairway-to-heaven.html' title='Stairway To Heaven'/><author><name>Jovianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16134704174445762228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7695103.post-109133272556444606</id><published>2004-07-31T23:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-31T23:05:20.113-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tears In Heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tears In Heaven&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by Eric Clapton and Will Jennings&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you know my name&lt;br /&gt;If I saw you in heaven?&lt;br /&gt;Would it be the same&lt;br /&gt;If I saw you in heaven?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must be strong&lt;br /&gt;And carry on,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I know I don't belong&lt;br /&gt;Here in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you hold my hand&lt;br /&gt;If I saw you in heaven?&lt;br /&gt;Would you help me stand&lt;br /&gt;If I saw you in heaven?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll find my way&lt;br /&gt;Through night and day,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I know I just can't stay&lt;br /&gt;Here in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time can bring you down,&lt;br /&gt;Time can bend your knees.&lt;br /&gt;Time can break your heart,&lt;br /&gt;Have you begging please, begging please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beyond the door,&lt;br /&gt;There's peace I'm sure,&lt;br /&gt;And I know there'll be no more&lt;br /&gt;Tears in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you know my name&lt;br /&gt;If I saw you in heaven?&lt;br /&gt;Would it be the same&lt;br /&gt;If I saw you in heaven?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must be strong&lt;br /&gt;And carry on,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I know I don't belong&lt;br /&gt;Here in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/7/1278/1024/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 3px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 3px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 3px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 3px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/7/1278/400/8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heaven &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7695103-109133272556444606?l=favsongs3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://favsongs3.blogspot.com/feeds/109133272556444606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7695103&amp;postID=109133272556444606' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7695103/posts/default/109133272556444606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7695103/posts/default/109133272556444606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://favsongs3.blogspot.com/2004/08/tears-in-heaven.html' title='Tears In Heaven'/><author><name>Jovianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16134704174445762228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7695103.post-109133276264305269</id><published>2004-07-31T23:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-31T23:03:18.083-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss You In A Heartbeat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Miss You In A Heartbeat"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Def Leppard&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe, that there's something deep inside&lt;br /&gt;That shouldn't be from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;I sure found out, thought love was such a crime&lt;br /&gt;The more you care, the more you fall&lt;br /&gt;No need to worry, no need to turn away&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it don't matter, anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(oohh oohh oohh)&lt;br /&gt;I miss you in a heartbeat&lt;br /&gt;(oohh oohh oohh)&lt;br /&gt;I miss you right away&lt;br /&gt;(oohh oohh oohh)&lt;br /&gt;I miss you in a heartbeat&lt;br /&gt;'cause it ain't love, if it don't feel that way&lt;br /&gt;oh no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we touch, I just lose my self control&lt;br /&gt;A sad sensation I can't hide&lt;br /&gt;To love is easy, it ain't easy to walk away&lt;br /&gt;I keep the faith and there's a reason why, yeah&lt;br /&gt;No need to worry, no need to turn away&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it don't matter, anyway&lt;br /&gt;baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(oohh oohh oohh)&lt;br /&gt;I miss you in a heartbeat&lt;br /&gt;(oohh oohh oohh)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I miss you right away&lt;br /&gt;(oohh oohh oohh)&lt;br /&gt;I miss you in a heartbeat&lt;br /&gt;'cause it ain't love, if it don't feel that way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I ain't big on promises, I'll be true to you&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'd do 'bout anything, yeah&lt;br /&gt;for some one like, baby for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(oohh oohh oohh)&lt;br /&gt;I miss you in a heartbeat&lt;br /&gt;(oohh oohh oohh)&lt;br /&gt;yeah I miss you right away&lt;br /&gt;(oohh oohh oohh)&lt;br /&gt;oh, I'm gonna miss you in a heartbeat&lt;br /&gt;'cause it ain't love, if it don't feel that way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/7/1278/1024/togrther01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 3px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 3px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 3px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 3px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/7/1278/400/togrther01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7695103-109133276264305269?l=favsongs3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://favsongs3.blogspot.com/feeds/109133276264305269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7695103&amp;postID=109133276264305269' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7695103/posts/default/109133276264305269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7695103/posts/default/109133276264305269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://favsongs3.blogspot.com/2004/08/miss-you-in-heartbeat.html' title='Miss You In A Heartbeat'/><author><name>Jovianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16134704174445762228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7695103.post-109131801969694084</id><published>2004-07-31T18:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-31T18:55:26.440-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blinded By Rainbows</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blinded By Rainbows &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rolling Stones&lt;br /&gt;(Jagger/Richards) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever feel the pain&lt;br /&gt;That He felt upon the cross&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever feel the knife&lt;br /&gt;Tearing flesh that's oh so soft&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever touch the night&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever count the cost&lt;br /&gt;Do you hide away the fear&lt;br /&gt;Put down paradise as lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're blinded by rainbows&lt;br /&gt;Watching the wind blow&lt;br /&gt;Blinded by rainbows&lt;br /&gt;Do you dream at night&lt;br /&gt;Do you sleep at night&lt;br /&gt;I doubt it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever feel the blast&lt;br /&gt;As the Semtex bomb goes off&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever hear the screams&lt;br /&gt;As the limbs are all torn off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever kiss the child&lt;br /&gt;Who just saw his father shot&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever shed a tear&lt;br /&gt;As the war drags on and on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever touch the night&lt;br /&gt;Or is it just another job&lt;br /&gt;Do you fear the final hours&lt;br /&gt;Put down paradise as lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blinded by rainbows&lt;br /&gt;And faces in windows&lt;br /&gt;Blinded by rainbows&lt;br /&gt;Do you dream at night&lt;br /&gt;Do you sleep at night&lt;br /&gt;I doubt it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever fear the night&lt;br /&gt;Could it be the war is lost&lt;br /&gt;Do you fear the final hours&lt;br /&gt;Do you kneel before the cross&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're blinded by rainbows&lt;br /&gt;And I'm watching the wind blow&lt;br /&gt;Blinded by rainbows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you dream at night&lt;br /&gt;Do you scream at night&lt;br /&gt;do you smell of fear&lt;br /&gt;Is your conscience clear&lt;br /&gt;Are you caked in sweat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are your clothes all wet&lt;br /&gt;Do you see the light&lt;br /&gt;Is the end in sight&lt;br /&gt;See the face of Christ&lt;br /&gt;Enter paradise&lt;br /&gt;I doubt it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/7/1278/1024/33sun03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 3px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 3px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 3px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 3px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/7/1278/400/33sun03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunset Dreams &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7695103-109131801969694084?l=favsongs3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://favsongs3.blogspot.com/feeds/109131801969694084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7695103&amp;postID=109131801969694084' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7695103/posts/default/109131801969694084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7695103/posts/default/109131801969694084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://favsongs3.blogspot.com/2004/07/blinded-by-rainbows.html' title='Blinded By Rainbows'/><author><name>Jovianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16134704174445762228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7695103.post-109131779757243697</id><published>2004-07-31T18:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-31T18:59:30.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Heroes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Heroes"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;David Bowie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, I will be king&lt;br /&gt;And you, you will be queen&lt;br /&gt;Though nothing will drive them away&lt;br /&gt;We can beat them, just for one day&lt;br /&gt;We can be Heroes, just for one day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you, you can be mean&lt;br /&gt;And I, I'll drink all the time&lt;br /&gt;'Cause we're lovers, and that is a fact&lt;br /&gt;Yes we're lovers, and that is that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though nothing, will keep us together&lt;br /&gt;We could steal time,&lt;br /&gt;just for one day&lt;br /&gt;We can be Heroes, for ever and ever&lt;br /&gt;What d'you say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, I wish you could swim&lt;br /&gt;Like the dolphins, like dolphins can swim&lt;br /&gt;Though nothing,&lt;br /&gt;nothing will keep us together&lt;br /&gt;We can beat them, for ever and ever&lt;br /&gt;Oh we can be Heroes,&lt;br /&gt;just for one day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, I will be king&lt;br /&gt;And you, you will be queen&lt;br /&gt;Though nothing will drive them away&lt;br /&gt;We can be Heroes, just for one day&lt;br /&gt;We can be us, just for one day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, I can remember (I remember)&lt;br /&gt;Standing, by the wall (by the wall)&lt;br /&gt;And the guns shot above our heads&lt;br /&gt;(over our heads)&lt;br /&gt;And we kissed,&lt;br /&gt;as though nothing could fall&lt;br /&gt;(nothing could fall)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the shame was on the other side&lt;br /&gt;Oh we can beat them, for ever and ever&lt;br /&gt;Then we could be Heroes,&lt;br /&gt;just for one day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can be Heroes&lt;br /&gt;We can be Heroes&lt;br /&gt;We can be Heroes&lt;br /&gt;Just for one day&lt;br /&gt;We can be Heroes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're nothing, and nothing will help us&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we're lying,&lt;br /&gt;then you better not stay&lt;br /&gt;But we could be safer,&lt;br /&gt;just for one day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/7/1278/1024/8109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 3px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 3px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 3px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 3px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/7/1278/400/8109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heroes &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7695103-109131779757243697?l=favsongs3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://favsongs3.blogspot.com/feeds/109131779757243697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7695103&amp;postID=109131779757243697' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7695103/posts/default/109131779757243697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7695103/posts/default/109131779757243697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://favsongs3.blogspot.com/2004/07/heroes.html' title='Heroes'/><author><name>Jovianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16134704174445762228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7695103.post-109079233145261112</id><published>2004-07-26T21:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-26T21:13:30.886-05:00</updated><title type='text'>.::Roy Rogers::.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Roy Rodgers &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elton John &amp;amp; Bernie Taupin&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you dream, sometimes it seems &lt;br /&gt;There's nothing there at all &lt;br /&gt;You just seem older than yesterday &lt;br /&gt;And you're waiting for tomorrow to call &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You draw to the curtain and one thing's for certain &lt;br /&gt;You're cozy in your little room &lt;br /&gt;The carpet's all paid for, God bless the TV &lt;br /&gt;Let's go shoot a hole in the moon &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Roy Rogers is riding tonight &lt;br /&gt;Returning to our silver screens &lt;br /&gt;Comic book characters never grow old &lt;br /&gt;Evergreen heroes whose stories were told &lt;br /&gt;Oh the great sequin cowboy who sings of the plains &lt;br /&gt;Of roundups and rustlers and home on the range &lt;br /&gt;Turn on the T.V., shut out the lights &lt;br /&gt;Roy Rogers is riding tonight &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nine o'clock mornings, five o'clock evenings &lt;br /&gt;I'd liven the pace if I could &lt;br /&gt;Oh I'd rather have a ham in my sandwich than cheese &lt;br /&gt;But complaining wouldn't do any good &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lay back in my armchair, close eyes and think clear &lt;br /&gt;I can hear hoofbeats ahead &lt;br /&gt;Roy and Trigger have just hit the hilltop &lt;br /&gt;While the wife and the kids are in bed &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Roy Rogers is riding tonight &lt;br /&gt;Returning to our silver screens &lt;br /&gt;Comic book characters never grow old &lt;br /&gt;Evergreen heroes whose stories were told &lt;br /&gt;Oh the great sequin cowboy who sings of the plains &lt;br /&gt;Of roundups and rustlers and home on the range &lt;br /&gt;Turn on the T.V., shut out the lights &lt;br /&gt;Roy Rogers is riding tonight &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/7/1278/1024/4.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:3px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/7/1278/400/4.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wild Spirit - Jim Warren&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&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/7695103-109079233145261112?l=favsongs3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://favsongs3.blogspot.com/feeds/109079233145261112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7695103&amp;postID=109079233145261112' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7695103/posts/default/109079233145261112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7695103/posts/default/109079233145261112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://favsongs3.blogspot.com/2004/07/roy-rogers.html' title='.::Roy Rogers::.'/><author><name>Jovianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16134704174445762228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7695103.post-109089427707567420</id><published>2004-07-26T21:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-11T19:17:20.930-05:00</updated><title type='text'>High Flying Bird</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;High Flying Bird&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Elton John &amp; Bernie Taupin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wore a little cross of gold around your neck &lt;br /&gt;I saw it as you flew between my reason &lt;br /&gt;Like a raven in the night time when you left &lt;br /&gt;I wear a chain upon my wrist that bears no name &lt;br /&gt;You touched it and you wore it &lt;br /&gt;And you kept it in your pillow all the same &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My high-flying bird has flown from out my arms &lt;br /&gt;I thought myself her keeper &lt;br /&gt;She thought I meant her harm &lt;br /&gt;She thought I was the archer &lt;br /&gt;A weather man of words &lt;br /&gt;But I could never shoot down &lt;br /&gt;My high-flying bird &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The white walls of your dressing room are stained in scarlet red &lt;br /&gt;You bled upon the cold stone like a young man &lt;br /&gt;In the foreign field of death &lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't it be wonderful is all I heard you say &lt;br /&gt;You never closed your eyes at night and learned to love daylight &lt;br /&gt;Instead you moved away &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/7/1278/1024/Sunset%20Eagle.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:3px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/7/1278/400/Sunset%20Eagle.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunset Eagle&lt;br /&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/7695103-109089427707567420?l=favsongs3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://favsongs3.blogspot.com/feeds/109089427707567420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7695103&amp;postID=109089427707567420' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7695103/posts/default/109089427707567420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7695103/posts/default/109089427707567420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://favsongs3.blogspot.com/2004/07/high-flying-bird.html' title='High Flying Bird'/><author><name>Jovianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16134704174445762228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7695103.post-109079215347053422</id><published>2004-07-25T16:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-25T17:11:15.756-05:00</updated><title type='text'>.::to the Moon and Back::.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;To the Moon and Back &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Savage Garden&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;She's taking her time making up the reasons &lt;br /&gt;To justify all the hurt inside &lt;br /&gt;Guess she knows from the smile and the look in their eyes &lt;br /&gt;Everyone's got a theory about the bitter one &lt;br /&gt;They're saying, "Mamma never loved her much" &lt;br /&gt;And, "Daddy never keeps in touch &lt;br /&gt;That's why she shies away from human affection" &lt;br /&gt;But somewhere in a private place &lt;br /&gt;She packs her bags for outer space &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;And now she's waiting for the right kind of pilot to come &lt;br /&gt;And she'll say to him &lt;br /&gt;She's saying &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would fly to the moon &amp; back if you'll be... &lt;br /&gt;If you'll be my baby &lt;br /&gt;Got a ticket for a world where we belong &lt;br /&gt;So would you be my baby? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She can't remember a time when she felt needed &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;If love was red then she was colour blind &lt;br /&gt;All her friends they've been tried for treason &lt;br /&gt;And crimes that were never defined &lt;br /&gt;She's saying, "Love is like a barren place, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;And reaching out for human faith &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;is Is like a journey I just don't have a map for &lt;br /&gt;" So baby's gonna take a dive and &lt;br /&gt;Push the shift to overdrive &lt;br /&gt;Send a signal that she's hanging &lt;br /&gt;All her hopes on the stars &lt;br /&gt;What a pleasant dream &lt;br /&gt;Just saying &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would fly to the moon &amp; back if you'll be... &lt;br /&gt;If you'll be my baby &lt;br /&gt;Got a ticket for a world where we belong &lt;br /&gt;So would you be my baby? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mamma never loved her much &lt;br /&gt;And Daddy never keeps in touch &lt;br /&gt;That's why she shies away from human affection &lt;br /&gt;But somewhere in a private place &lt;br /&gt;She packs her bags for outer space &lt;br /&gt;And now she's waiting for the right kind of pilot to come &lt;br /&gt;And she'll say to him &lt;br /&gt;Just saying &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would fly to the moon &amp;amp; back if you'll be... &lt;br /&gt;If you'll be my baby &lt;br /&gt;Got a ticket for a world where we belong &lt;br /&gt;So would you be my baby? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/7/1278/1024/moonview01.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:3px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/7/1278/400/moonview01.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moonview&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&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/7695103-109079215347053422?l=favsongs3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://favsongs3.blogspot.com/feeds/109079215347053422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7695103&amp;postID=109079215347053422' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7695103/posts/default/109079215347053422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7695103/posts/default/109079215347053422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://favsongs3.blogspot.com/2004/07/to-moon-and-back.html' title='.::to the Moon and Back::.'/><author><name>Jovianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16134704174445762228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7695103.post-109043921041552880</id><published>2004-07-21T23:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-21T23:05:02.283-05:00</updated><title type='text'>.::I Believe::.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I Believe"&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Jon Bon Jovi &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I know is what I've been sold &lt;br /&gt;You can read my life like a fortune told &lt;br /&gt;I've seen the dream, there's no land of Oz &lt;br /&gt;But I got my brain and I got a heart &lt;br /&gt;And courage built I won't let go &lt;br /&gt;What we need right now is ....soul &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't do this, you can't do that &lt;br /&gt;They feed us lines but I won't act &lt;br /&gt;And all good things will come to pass &lt;br /&gt;But the truth is all you have to have &lt;br /&gt;And would you lie for it? &lt;br /&gt;(Do you) cry for it? &lt;br /&gt;(Would you) die for it? &lt;br /&gt;Would you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe, I believe &lt;br /&gt;With every breath that I breathe &lt;br /&gt;You and me can turn a whisper to a scream &lt;br /&gt;I believe, I believe &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what you came here for &lt;br /&gt;You'll pay the cost, &lt;br /&gt;like it's your cross to bear &lt;br /&gt;Are we the ones that put it there &lt;br /&gt;Would you scheme for it &lt;br /&gt;scream for it, bleed for it &lt;br /&gt;Would you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe, I believe &lt;br /&gt;Believe we're still worth &lt;br /&gt;The fight you'll see &lt;br /&gt;There's no hope for this world tonight &lt;br /&gt;I believe, I believe &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't look up on your movie screens &lt;br /&gt;In record stores or magazines &lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes and you will see &lt;br /&gt;That you are all you really need &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe, I believe &lt;br /&gt;With every breath that I breathe &lt;br /&gt;You and me can turn a &lt;br /&gt;whisper to a scream &lt;br /&gt;I believe, I believe &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/7/1278/1024/sm_set.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 3px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 3px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 3px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 3px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/7/1278/400/sm_set.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;At Sunset - Jim Warren&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&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/7695103-109043921041552880?l=favsongs3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://favsongs3.blogspot.com/feeds/109043921041552880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7695103&amp;postID=109043921041552880' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7695103/posts/default/109043921041552880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7695103/posts/default/109043921041552880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://favsongs3.blogspot.com/2004/07/i-believe.html' title='.::I Believe::.'/><author><name>Jovianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16134704174445762228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7695103.post-109043647579976960</id><published>2004-07-21T20:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-21T23:06:02.286-05:00</updated><title type='text'>.::Rainbow in the Dark::.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rainbow In The Dark&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ronnie James Dio&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;When there's lightning - it always bring me down &lt;br /&gt;Cause it's free and I see that it's me &lt;br /&gt;Who's lost and never found &lt;br /&gt;I cry for magic - I feel it dancing in the light &lt;br /&gt;But it was cold - I lost my hold &lt;br /&gt;To the shadows of the night &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no sign of the morning coming &lt;br /&gt;You've been left on your own &lt;br /&gt;Like a Rainbow in the Dark &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do your demons - do they ever let you go &lt;br /&gt;When you've tried - do they hide -deep inside &lt;br /&gt;Is it someone that you know &lt;br /&gt;You're a picture - just an image caught in time &lt;br /&gt;We're a lie - you and I &lt;br /&gt;We're words without a rhyme &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no sign of the morning coming &lt;br /&gt;You've been left on your own &lt;br /&gt;Like a Rainbow in the Dark &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When there's lightning - it always brings me down &lt;br /&gt;Cause it's free and I see that it's me &lt;br /&gt;Who's lost and never found &lt;br /&gt;Feel the magic -feel it dancing in the air &lt;br /&gt;But it's fear - and you'll hear &lt;br /&gt;It calling you beware &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no sign of the morning coming &lt;br /&gt;There's no sight of the day &lt;br /&gt;You've been left on your own &lt;br /&gt;Like a Rainbow in the Dark &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/7/1278/1024/Rainbow%20in%20the%20Dark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 3px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 3px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 3px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 3px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/7/1278/400/Rainbow%20in%20the%20Dark.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Rainbows in the Dark&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&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/7695103-109043647579976960?l=favsongs3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://favsongs3.blogspot.com/feeds/109043647579976960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7695103&amp;postID=109043647579976960' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7695103/posts/default/109043647579976960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7695103/posts/default/109043647579976960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://favsongs3.blogspot.com/2004/07/rainbow-in-dark.html' title='.::Rainbow in the Dark::.'/><author><name>Jovianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16134704174445762228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7695103.post-109043873605163457</id><published>2004-07-21T19:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-21T19:41:13.960-05:00</updated><title type='text'>.::Sacred Heart::.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sacred Heart &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ronnie James Dio&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The old ones speak of winter &lt;br /&gt;The young ones praise the sun &lt;br /&gt;And time just slips away &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running into nowhere &lt;br /&gt;Turning like a wheel &lt;br /&gt;And a year becomes a day &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever we dream &lt;br /&gt;That's when we fly &lt;br /&gt;So here is a dream &lt;br /&gt;For just you and I &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll fin the Sacred Heart &lt;br /&gt;Somewhere bleeding in the night &lt;br /&gt;Look for the light &lt;br /&gt;And find the Sacred Heart &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we see the wizard &lt;br /&gt;Staring through the glass &lt;br /&gt;And he's pointing right at you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see tomorrow &lt;br /&gt;The answer and the lie &lt;br /&gt;And the things you've got to do &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, sometimes you never fall &lt;br /&gt;And ah - You're the lucky one &lt;br /&gt;But oh - Sometimes you want it all &lt;br /&gt;You've got to reach for the sun &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And find the Sacred Heart &lt;br /&gt;Somewhere bleeding in the night &lt;br /&gt;Oh look to the light &lt;br /&gt;You fight to kill the dragon &lt;br /&gt;And bargain with the beast &lt;br /&gt;And sail into a sight &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You run along the rainbow &lt;br /&gt;And never leave the ground &lt;br /&gt;And still you don't know why &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you dream &lt;br /&gt;You're holding the key &lt;br /&gt;It opens the door &lt;br /&gt;To let you be free &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And find the Sacred Heart &lt;br /&gt;Somewhere bleeding in the night &lt;br /&gt;Run for the light &lt;br /&gt;And you'll find the Sacred Heart &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A shout comes from the wizard &lt;br /&gt;The sky begins to crack &lt;br /&gt;And he's looking right at you - Quick &lt;br /&gt;Run along the rainbow &lt;br /&gt;Before it turns to black - Attack &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/7/1278/1024/wizard%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 3px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 3px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 3px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 3px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/7/1278/400/wizard%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Wizard&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7695103-109043873605163457?l=favsongs3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://favsongs3.blogspot.com/feeds/109043873605163457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7695103&amp;postID=109043873605163457' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7695103/posts/default/109043873605163457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7695103/posts/default/109043873605163457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://favsongs3.blogspot.com/2004/07/sacred-heart.html' title='.::Sacred Heart::.'/><author><name>Jovianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16134704174445762228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7695103.post-109035835987724448</id><published>2004-07-21T07:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-12T15:09:30.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'>.::Hurt::.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hurt - Johnny Cash 1932-2003&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hurt myself today, to see if i still feel, &lt;br /&gt;I focus on the pain, the only thing thats real, &lt;br /&gt;The needle tears a hole, the old familiar sting, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what have I become, my sweetest friend, &lt;br /&gt;everyone i know, goes away in the end, &lt;br /&gt;and you could have it all, my empire of dirt, &lt;br /&gt;I will let you down, I will make you hurt, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wear this crown of thorns, upon my liars chair, &lt;br /&gt;full of broken thoughts, I cannot repair, &lt;br /&gt;beneath the stains of time, the feelings dissapear, &lt;br /&gt;you are someone else, I am still right here, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have I become, my sweetest friend, &lt;br /&gt;everyone I know, goes away in the end, &lt;br /&gt;and you could have it all, my empire of dirt, &lt;br /&gt;I will let you down, I will make you hurt, &lt;br /&gt;if I could start again, a million miles away, &lt;br /&gt;I will keep myself, I would find a way, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/7/1278/1024/907.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/7/1278/400/907.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night Jumps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7695103-109035835987724448?l=favsongs3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://favsongs3.blogspot.com/feeds/109035835987724448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7695103&amp;postID=109035835987724448' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7695103/posts/default/109035835987724448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7695103/posts/default/109035835987724448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://favsongs3.blogspot.com/2004/07/hurt.html' title='.::Hurt::.'/><author><name>Jovianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16134704174445762228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7695103.post-109035810665685601</id><published>2004-07-20T19:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-20T16:57:35.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'>.::Calling All Angels::.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Calling All Angels"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-&lt;/em&gt; Train &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a sign to let me know you're here &lt;br /&gt;All of these lines are being crossed over the atmosphere &lt;br /&gt;I need to know that things are gonna look up &lt;br /&gt;'Cause I feel us drowning in a sea spilled from a cup &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When there is no place safe and no safe place to put my head &lt;br /&gt;When you feel the world shake from the words that are said &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm calling all angels &lt;br /&gt;I'm calling all you angels &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't give up if you dont give up &lt;br /&gt;I won't give up if you dont give up &lt;br /&gt;I won't give up if you dont give up &lt;br /&gt;I won't give up if you dont give up &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a sign to let me know you're here &lt;br /&gt;'Cause my TV set just keeps it all from being clear &lt;br /&gt;I want a reason for the way things have to be &lt;br /&gt;I need a hand to help build up some kind of hope inside of me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm calling all angels &lt;br /&gt;I'm calling all you angels &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When children have to play inside so they don't disappear &lt;br /&gt;And private eyes solve marriage lies cause we don't talk for years &lt;br /&gt;And futbol teams are kissing Queens &lt;br /&gt;and losing sight of having dreams &lt;br /&gt;In a world that what we want is only what we want until it's ours &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm calling all angels &lt;br /&gt;I'm calling all you angels &lt;br /&gt;And I'm calling all angels &lt;br /&gt;I'm calling all you angels &lt;br /&gt;Calling all you angels &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/7/1278/1024/002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/7/1278/400/002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calling All Angels&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7695103-109035810665685601?l=favsongs3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://favsongs3.blogspot.com/feeds/109035810665685601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7695103&amp;postID=109035810665685601' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7695103/posts/default/109035810665685601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7695103/posts/default/109035810665685601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://favsongs3.blogspot.com/2004/07/calling-all-angels.html' title='.::Calling All Angels::.'/><author><name>Jovianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16134704174445762228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7695103.post-109035860178255234</id><published>2004-07-20T19:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-25T09:59:35.656-05:00</updated><title type='text'>.::This Song Has No Title::.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This Song Has No Title &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Elton John and Bernie Taupin&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tune me into the wild side of life, &lt;br /&gt;I'm an innocent young child sharp as a knife, &lt;br /&gt;Take me to the garretts where the artists have died, &lt;br /&gt;Show me the court rooms where the judges have lied. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me drink deeply from the waters and the wine, &lt;br /&gt;Light coloured candles in a dark dreary mines, &lt;br /&gt;Look in the mirror and stare at myself, &lt;br /&gt;And wonder if that's really me on the shelf. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And each day I learn just a little bit more, &lt;br /&gt;I dont know why but I do know what for, &lt;br /&gt;If we're all going somewhere let's get there soon, &lt;br /&gt;This song's got no title, just words and a tune. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take me down alleys where the murders are done, &lt;br /&gt;In a vast high powered rocket to the core of the sun, &lt;br /&gt;Want to read books in the studys of men, &lt;br /&gt;Born on the breeze and die on the wind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I was a artist who paints with his eyes, &lt;br /&gt;I'd study my subject and silently cry, &lt;br /&gt;Cry for the darkness to come down on me, &lt;br /&gt;for confusion to carry on turning the wheel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And each day I learn just a little bit more, &lt;br /&gt;I dont know why buit I do know what for, &lt;br /&gt;If we're all going somewhere let's get there soon, &lt;br /&gt;This song's got no title, just words and a tune. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/7/1278/1024/dbdolphincard3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/7/1278/400/dbdolphincard3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Dolphins &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7695103-109035860178255234?l=favsongs3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://favsongs3.blogspot.com/feeds/109035860178255234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7695103&amp;postID=109035860178255234' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7695103/posts/default/109035860178255234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7695103/posts/default/109035860178255234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://favsongs3.blogspot.com/2004/07/this-song-has-no-title.html' title='.::This Song Has No Title::.'/><author><name>Jovianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16134704174445762228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7695103.post-109035804814003713</id><published>2004-07-20T19:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-20T16:56:09.940-05:00</updated><title type='text'>.::Drops of Jupiter::.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Drops of Jupiter " - Train &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that she's back in the atmosphere &lt;br /&gt;With drops of Jupiter in her hair, hey, hey &lt;br /&gt;She acts like summer and walks like rain &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me that there's time to change, hey, hey &lt;br /&gt;Since the return from her stay on the moon &lt;br /&gt;She listens like spring and she talks like June, hey, hey &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me did you sail across the sun &lt;br /&gt;Did you make it to the Milky Way to see the lights all faded &lt;br /&gt;And that heaven is overrated &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, did you fall for a shooting star &lt;br /&gt;One without a permanent scar &lt;br /&gt;And did you miss me while you were looking at yourself out there &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that she's back from that soul vacation &lt;br /&gt;Tracing her way through the constellation, hey, hey &lt;br /&gt;She checks out Mozart while she does tae-bo &lt;br /&gt;Reminds me that there's time to grow, hey, hey &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that she's back in the atmosphere &lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid that she might think of me as plain ol' Jane &lt;br /&gt;Told a story about a man who is too afraid to fly so he never did land &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me did the wind sweep you off your feet &lt;br /&gt;Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day &lt;br /&gt;And head back to the Milky Way &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tell me, did Venus blow your mind &lt;br /&gt;Was it everything you wanted to find &lt;br /&gt;And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine no love, pride, deep-fried chicken &lt;br /&gt;Your best friend always sticking up for you even when I know you're wrong &lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine no first dance, freeze dried romance five-hour phone conversation &lt;br /&gt;The best soy latte that you ever had . . . and me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me did the wind sweep you off your feet &lt;br /&gt;Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day &lt;br /&gt;And head back toward the Milky Way &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, did you fall for a shooting star &lt;br /&gt;One without a permanent scar &lt;br /&gt;And did you miss me while you were looking at yourself out there&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/7/1278/1024/324.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/7/1278/400/324.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Drops of Jupiter&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7695103-109035804814003713?l=favsongs3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://favsongs3.blogspot.com/feeds/109035804814003713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7695103&amp;postID=109035804814003713' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7695103/posts/default/109035804814003713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7695103/posts/default/109035804814003713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://favsongs3.blogspot.com/2004/07/drops-of-jupiter.html' title='.::Drops of Jupiter::.'/><author><name>Jovianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16134704174445762228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
