<?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-21550547</id><updated>2011-07-14T18:39:18.828-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lyrics</title><subtitle type='html'>Please note that this is every song Kill and I have written since 7th grade so be nice.  Also note that many of these songs are still works in progress.  All that crap said, enjoy!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thirteenmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550547/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thirteenmusic.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lil Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05282152052209535690</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>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21550547.post-1086185927125614542</id><published>2007-10-01T00:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T00:17:56.589-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cold</title><content type='html'>Sitting on the cold cement sidewalk&lt;br /&gt;She leans up against the slightly warmer brick wall and sighs.&lt;br /&gt;The rain is still pouring down on the streets as it has been for hours.&lt;br /&gt;It’s too warm inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves the feel of the wind that comes off a cold rain.&lt;br /&gt;After such a long day&lt;br /&gt;She just needs something to distract her mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wants to feel cold inside&lt;br /&gt;She doesn’t want to feel.&lt;br /&gt;Too many emotions course through her bloodstream&lt;br /&gt;and thinking of him makes it boil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do we have to play pretentiously?&lt;br /&gt;and suffer though the guilt’s&lt;br /&gt;Why does our pride always get in the way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the icy rain on my face&lt;br /&gt;Caressing my lips as it melts down&lt;br /&gt;I just want something that will take you off my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to feel cold inside&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want to feel&lt;br /&gt;Too many emotions course through my bloodstream&lt;br /&gt;and thinking of you makes me cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sit on cold benches and walk through frozen gardens&lt;br /&gt;I wish I were the same way,&lt;br /&gt;but the fact that I’m only human&lt;br /&gt;Makes me smile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21550547-1086185927125614542?l=thirteenmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thirteenmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/1086185927125614542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21550547&amp;postID=1086185927125614542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550547/posts/default/1086185927125614542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550547/posts/default/1086185927125614542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thirteenmusic.blogspot.com/2007/10/cold.html' title='Cold'/><author><name>Camille A.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05195439495071128024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QLcyp8SPXMg/TWVwWebt77I/AAAAAAAAACs/F-c63Mff-fI/s220/Me%2Band%2Ba%2BClav%2B-%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21550547.post-8984637200168977340</id><published>2007-10-01T00:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T00:15:59.146-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Insipid Lie</title><content type='html'>We had our own reasons for all of our problems,&lt;br /&gt;But then you never wanted a reason to care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The space between us, an eternity&lt;br /&gt;Like the closeness of our lips&lt;br /&gt;And the entwining of our fingertips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re standing right next to me,&lt;br /&gt;But I can barely see you,&lt;br /&gt;So far away,&lt;br /&gt;Through the blur of tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your time is an embolism&lt;br /&gt;Distill your emotions&lt;br /&gt;Dull and Heavy&lt;br /&gt;This overcast intermezzo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shiver in the rain,&lt;br /&gt;Your rain.&lt;br /&gt;It’s cold,&lt;br /&gt;How you are now&lt;br /&gt;And I want to be an intelligentsia from our relationship,&lt;br /&gt;If that’s what you can call this insipid lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoot me up with insulin&lt;br /&gt;So I can have the energy to survive these last few days&lt;br /&gt;Of your mental disease you call a game.&lt;br /&gt;I won’t let you toy with my heart any longer.&lt;br /&gt;I’m through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your time is an embolism.&lt;br /&gt;Distill your emotions.&lt;br /&gt;Dull and Heavy,&lt;br /&gt;This overcast intermezzo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A full eclipse of the sun&lt;br /&gt;And my back is turned.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve lost sight of my reasons to fight this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not giving up or giving in.&lt;br /&gt;I’m letting go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21550547-8984637200168977340?l=thirteenmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thirteenmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/8984637200168977340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21550547&amp;postID=8984637200168977340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550547/posts/default/8984637200168977340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550547/posts/default/8984637200168977340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thirteenmusic.blogspot.com/2007/10/insipid-lie.html' title='Insipid Lie'/><author><name>Camille A.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05195439495071128024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QLcyp8SPXMg/TWVwWebt77I/AAAAAAAAACs/F-c63Mff-fI/s220/Me%2Band%2Ba%2BClav%2B-%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21550547.post-115672286888845639</id><published>2006-08-27T17:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T22:43:40.440-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Loveless</title><content type='html'>Silently I stand here&lt;br /&gt;Afraid to even move&lt;br /&gt;A broken promise shattered at my feet&lt;br /&gt;I knew this day would come&lt;br /&gt;Now I pray and hope it rains&lt;br /&gt;As you tell me things that I don’t want to hear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus1&lt;br /&gt;I hope the clouds break soon&lt;br /&gt;And wash away all these tears&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want you to see me cry&lt;br /&gt;The day you say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something different in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Makes me forget to breathe&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I know you’re going to break my heart&lt;br /&gt;What can I say?&lt;br /&gt;I’ll do anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus2&lt;br /&gt;I hope the rain comes soon&lt;br /&gt;And washes away my tears&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want you to see me cry&lt;br /&gt;The day you say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can feel you drifting now&lt;br /&gt;Far away from me&lt;br /&gt;Pain and darkness slowly fill my soul&lt;br /&gt;You said there’s so much to see, so much to do.&lt;br /&gt;So much that you can never be&lt;br /&gt;With me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want you to see me cry&lt;br /&gt;The day you say goodbye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21550547-115672286888845639?l=thirteenmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thirteenmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/115672286888845639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21550547&amp;postID=115672286888845639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550547/posts/default/115672286888845639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550547/posts/default/115672286888845639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thirteenmusic.blogspot.com/2006/08/loveless.html' title='Loveless'/><author><name>Lil Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05282152052209535690</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21550547.post-113830329254620530</id><published>2006-01-26T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T12:21:32.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vain Light</title><content type='html'>Breathe in me,&lt;br /&gt;breathe me out.&lt;br /&gt;Put my life back in,&lt;br /&gt;put my life back out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My light is growing dim,&lt;br /&gt;my lamp is burning out.&lt;br /&gt;The pale moon light&lt;br /&gt;seeps through my window pane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I can hear your voice.&lt;br /&gt;It speaks to the air.&lt;br /&gt;I look up to your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;but you wont see me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge&lt;br /&gt;I know you don’t hear me,&lt;br /&gt;know you feel me,&lt;br /&gt;know you don’t love now,&lt;br /&gt;but I beg you try.&lt;br /&gt;I beg you to stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My light is growing dim,&lt;br /&gt;my lamp is burning out.&lt;br /&gt;The deep red hue of your blood&lt;br /&gt;runs over my veins.&lt;br /&gt;Please don’t leave me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21550547-113830329254620530?l=thirteenmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thirteenmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/113830329254620530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21550547&amp;postID=113830329254620530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550547/posts/default/113830329254620530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550547/posts/default/113830329254620530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thirteenmusic.blogspot.com/2006/01/vain-light.html' title='Vain Light'/><author><name>Lil Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05282152052209535690</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21550547.post-113830325095544366</id><published>2006-01-26T12:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T12:20:50.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unrequited Love</title><content type='html'>Wishful thinking, an unrequited love,&lt;br /&gt;The yearning desire of my soul.&lt;br /&gt;I guess that’s what you’ll always be . . . to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I sit here in my room, thinking of you,&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes and wonder where you are.&lt;br /&gt;Who might you be dreaming of,&lt;br /&gt;who is it you claim to love?&lt;br /&gt;This inclination says that it‘s not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that how it’s meant to be?&lt;br /&gt;This longing’s taking over me,&lt;br /&gt;And I imagine you and I becoming one&lt;br /&gt;I don’t think you understand&lt;br /&gt;How I want to hold your hand&lt;br /&gt;And pretend you love me for a little while&lt;br /&gt;Oh what I would give to make you smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to have you here&lt;br /&gt;A moment by your side&lt;br /&gt;Just to feel you near,&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been waiting all this time&lt;br /&gt;If only for a moment,&lt;br /&gt;Please just let me dream&lt;br /&gt;Even if that’s all you are&lt;br /&gt;Please just let me dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you don’t really care&lt;br /&gt;But I can’t watch you standing there&lt;br /&gt;I’ve got to feel you close to me right now&lt;br /&gt;I love you with my heart and soul&lt;br /&gt;But, I can’t stop these tears from falling&lt;br /&gt;Every time I hear you calling&lt;br /&gt;Calling for that girl who isn’t me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to have you here&lt;br /&gt;A moment by your side&lt;br /&gt;Just to feel you near,&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been waiting all this time&lt;br /&gt;If only for a moment,&lt;br /&gt;Please just let me dream&lt;br /&gt;Even if that’s all you are&lt;br /&gt;Please just let me dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This heart of mine’s been broke before&lt;br /&gt;But I can’t take it anymore&lt;br /&gt;I can’t pretend that I don’t love you&lt;br /&gt;It’s killing my soul deep down inside&lt;br /&gt;And I know that I can’t mend it one more time&lt;br /&gt;So please let me pretend your heart is mine&lt;br /&gt;I beg you, please just hold me close tonight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21550547-113830325095544366?l=thirteenmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thirteenmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/113830325095544366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21550547&amp;postID=113830325095544366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550547/posts/default/113830325095544366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550547/posts/default/113830325095544366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thirteenmusic.blogspot.com/2006/01/unrequited-love.html' title='Unrequited Love'/><author><name>Lil Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05282152052209535690</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21550547.post-113830310082667854</id><published>2006-01-26T12:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T12:18:20.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There's A Face</title><content type='html'>There's a face.&lt;br /&gt;There's a face in my head.&lt;br /&gt;In my mind there are cobwebs of grey&lt;br /&gt;And lightnings and rain.&lt;br /&gt;My soul I can feel as my heart starts to stop.&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt; sit at my window and smile at the rain that's outside.&lt;br /&gt;As it thunders and crashes,&lt;br /&gt;The wind blows my worries away.&lt;br /&gt;The grass turns a deeper shade&lt;br /&gt;As the old oak's swing starts to sway.&lt;br /&gt;There's a light from above,&lt;br /&gt;Yet the clouds are still the darkest grey.&lt;br /&gt;The light soars down and enters my mind through my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;There's a flash and everything fades to....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can breathe.&lt;br /&gt;I can think when it rains.&lt;br /&gt;I can feel a presence in my head.&lt;br /&gt;My troubled mind.&lt;br /&gt;My distant thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;They can sense&lt;br /&gt;why I need this.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why,&lt;br /&gt;But I know that they love me for who I am.&lt;br /&gt;I feel them inside of me, my heart falters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a face.&lt;br /&gt;There's a face in my head.&lt;br /&gt;In my mind there are shades of grey&lt;br /&gt;A clear silver moon.&lt;br /&gt;My soul I can feel as my heart starts to stop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21550547-113830310082667854?l=thirteenmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thirteenmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/113830310082667854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21550547&amp;postID=113830310082667854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550547/posts/default/113830310082667854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550547/posts/default/113830310082667854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thirteenmusic.blogspot.com/2006/01/theres-face.html' title='There&apos;s A Face'/><author><name>Lil Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05282152052209535690</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21550547.post-113830298129023777</id><published>2006-01-26T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T12:16:21.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Traveler</title><content type='html'>Its raining&lt;br /&gt;and I’m traveling&lt;br /&gt;all alone.&lt;br /&gt;I’m walking,&lt;br /&gt;slowly walking,&lt;br /&gt;praying for a town to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;I’ve traveled far&lt;br /&gt;with no one here to guide me.&lt;br /&gt;Its been so long&lt;br /&gt;without a friend beside me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its raining&lt;br /&gt;and I’m soaked&lt;br /&gt;to the bone&lt;br /&gt;I’m praying,&lt;br /&gt;dearly praying,&lt;br /&gt;hoping for some shelter to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge&lt;br /&gt;I need some one to hold me tonight .&lt;br /&gt;I need someone to love me in my life,&lt;br /&gt;but I guess that day is still to come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its raining&lt;br /&gt;and I’m traveling&lt;br /&gt;all alone.&lt;br /&gt;I’m walking,&lt;br /&gt;slowly walking,&lt;br /&gt;praying for my angel to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21550547-113830298129023777?l=thirteenmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thirteenmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/113830298129023777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21550547&amp;postID=113830298129023777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550547/posts/default/113830298129023777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550547/posts/default/113830298129023777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thirteenmusic.blogspot.com/2006/01/traveler.html' title='The Traveler'/><author><name>Lil Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05282152052209535690</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21550547.post-113830289321090531</id><published>2006-01-26T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T12:14:53.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>They Waited</title><content type='html'>I was walking down the lane&lt;br /&gt;on my way home from school.&lt;br /&gt;I’m a million miles away&lt;br /&gt;Thinking ‘bout aliens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;They’re a million miles away now&lt;br /&gt;That’s to far for me.&lt;br /&gt;Here I do not want to stay now.&lt;br /&gt;They are where I want to be!&lt;br /&gt;I want to fly so far away!&lt;br /&gt;Then maybe I’ll see some aliens.&lt;br /&gt;The maybe I’ll meet those aliens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was in my day dream&lt;br /&gt;I did not see them pass.&lt;br /&gt;I have lost my chance with them now, and I’m glad they’re not the last cause . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going on my way now,&lt;br /&gt;deep into space.&lt;br /&gt;They had waited in their spaceship&lt;br /&gt;to take me too their home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m a million miles away now.&lt;br /&gt;This is so cool to me!&lt;br /&gt;Here I want to stay now,&lt;br /&gt;this is where I want to be.&lt;br /&gt;I don t’ want to go&lt;br /&gt;back to that world I know.&lt;br /&gt;I want to meet more aliens!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21550547-113830289321090531?l=thirteenmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thirteenmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/113830289321090531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21550547&amp;postID=113830289321090531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550547/posts/default/113830289321090531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550547/posts/default/113830289321090531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thirteenmusic.blogspot.com/2006/01/they-waited.html' title='They Waited'/><author><name>Lil Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05282152052209535690</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21550547.post-113830280926462718</id><published>2006-01-26T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T12:13:29.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tears Of Blood</title><content type='html'>Sorrowful and destitute . . .&lt;br /&gt;I walk this path alone . . .&lt;br /&gt;Forlorn and abandoned . . .&lt;br /&gt;Significance unknown . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will it always be this way?&lt;br /&gt;Must I always cry?&lt;br /&gt;Why can’t you just love me?&lt;br /&gt;Please just tell me why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you really care?&lt;br /&gt;I cry but you’re not there,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when it comes to me,&lt;br /&gt;You look right past, you do not see,&lt;br /&gt;As I sit here crying tears of blood for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21550547-113830280926462718?l=thirteenmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thirteenmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/113830280926462718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21550547&amp;postID=113830280926462718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550547/posts/default/113830280926462718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550547/posts/default/113830280926462718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thirteenmusic.blogspot.com/2006/01/tears-of-blood.html' title='Tears Of Blood'/><author><name>Lil Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05282152052209535690</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21550547.post-113830273942229631</id><published>2006-01-26T12:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T12:12:19.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soap Opera</title><content type='html'>So, uh, I like this guy,&lt;br /&gt;but he "loves" this girl,&lt;br /&gt;and she likes some other dude,&lt;br /&gt;And Of course he likes somebody else,&lt;br /&gt;who just so happens to have a Boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;Sad but true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya know, I really like you,&lt;br /&gt;my other friends do too,&lt;br /&gt;you've got 3 girls stalking you.&lt;br /&gt;Oh what’s a guy to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah my mom got me a car&lt;br /&gt;But I don’t have a license&lt;br /&gt;and I cant drive a stick&lt;br /&gt;And even If I could,&lt;br /&gt;it’s not like I’ve got anywhere to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m calling to give you the newest info&lt;br /&gt;on the insanity that is my life&lt;br /&gt;You claim that you don’t really care&lt;br /&gt;But I know you’ve got a heart Somewhere,&lt;br /&gt;or . . . I think . . . Or . . . Ya know . . . not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now my social life consists of&lt;br /&gt;A bunch of raving lunatics&lt;br /&gt;Coming to my house all night&lt;br /&gt;To watch some TV shows&lt;br /&gt;Pathetic? Oh Yes, we know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello there dear sweet friend of mine&lt;br /&gt;You know, you’re the sane one here&lt;br /&gt;So why do forgo the norm?&lt;br /&gt;And choose instead a padded wall?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you’re crazy after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You claim to be a soul undead&lt;br /&gt;Or at least half anyway&lt;br /&gt;You have a tendency to be disturbed&lt;br /&gt;At lights and well um everything&lt;br /&gt;No, I don’t want you to bite me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the questions haunt me so like:&lt;br /&gt;when did my life get so weird?&lt;br /&gt;And Since when did I have friends?&lt;br /&gt;what is the purpose of this moronic song?&lt;br /&gt;It just keeps going on and on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does A D H D mean anything to you&lt;br /&gt;As you leap across the room&lt;br /&gt;And growl at my best friend&lt;br /&gt;Then jump back in your seat again&lt;br /&gt;Ever heard of Ritalin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You named your car after a song&lt;br /&gt;Written by your favorite band&lt;br /&gt;You know everything to know&lt;br /&gt;About this band so dear to you&lt;br /&gt;And then some, that’s kinda creepy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah that just about sums it up.&lt;br /&gt;my life is nuts do you disagree?&lt;br /&gt;No? good. Because if you did I’d have to&lt;br /&gt;Slap you across the face and laugh&lt;br /&gt;Hysterically As you writhe in pain&lt;br /&gt;What’s that? Yes I am quite insane.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21550547-113830273942229631?l=thirteenmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thirteenmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/113830273942229631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21550547&amp;postID=113830273942229631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550547/posts/default/113830273942229631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550547/posts/default/113830273942229631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thirteenmusic.blogspot.com/2006/01/soap-opera.html' title='Soap Opera'/><author><name>Lil Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05282152052209535690</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21550547.post-113830237147402512</id><published>2006-01-26T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T12:06:11.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Same Old Song</title><content type='html'>I sit here at my piano&lt;br /&gt;Playing this same old song&lt;br /&gt;I'm wondering what you would say&lt;br /&gt;If you saw me here singing this song for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've realized that I was wrong&lt;br /&gt;You seemed to know it all along&lt;br /&gt;Now there's nothing left to say but goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sky is growing dim&lt;br /&gt;As the clouds kiss the earth&lt;br /&gt;This fog fills my mind&lt;br /&gt;But your face is still clear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tho my words have been poetic and strong&lt;br /&gt;I ended up sounding pathetic&lt;br /&gt;And when my desire burned like an endless fire&lt;br /&gt;You left me alone to stand&lt;br /&gt;Smoldering in this cold rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sit here at my piano&lt;br /&gt;Playing this same old song&lt;br /&gt;I'm wondering what you would say&lt;br /&gt;If you saw me here singing this song for you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21550547-113830237147402512?l=thirteenmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thirteenmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/113830237147402512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21550547&amp;postID=113830237147402512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550547/posts/default/113830237147402512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550547/posts/default/113830237147402512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thirteenmusic.blogspot.com/2006/01/same-old-song.html' title='Same Old Song'/><author><name>Lil Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05282152052209535690</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21550547.post-113830229154226325</id><published>2006-01-26T12:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T12:04:51.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Road Kill</title><content type='html'>"Curiosity killed the cat."&lt;br /&gt;That's what many say,&lt;br /&gt;it killed the cat....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess I don't want to be a stupid cat,&lt;br /&gt;cause I'd rather live a while longerand&lt;br /&gt;I'd don't want to live knowing&lt;br /&gt;that I should be dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why did the chicken cross the road?"&lt;br /&gt;Did it want to get hit by a semi?&lt;br /&gt;Unless you live in Idaho or Montana,&lt;br /&gt;you're bound to get plowed down into the dust.&lt;br /&gt;Don't that feel great?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess I don't want to be a stupid chicken,&lt;br /&gt;cause I'd rather live a while longer&lt;br /&gt;and I'd don't want to live knowing&lt;br /&gt;that I should be dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess I don't want to be Road Kill!&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'd rather live a while longer&lt;br /&gt;So I'll always look both ways&lt;br /&gt;before crossing a road.&lt;br /&gt;You know it is for our benefit that&lt;br /&gt;rules were invented.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21550547-113830229154226325?l=thirteenmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thirteenmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/113830229154226325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21550547&amp;postID=113830229154226325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550547/posts/default/113830229154226325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550547/posts/default/113830229154226325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thirteenmusic.blogspot.com/2006/01/road-kill.html' title='Road Kill'/><author><name>Lil Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05282152052209535690</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21550547.post-113830216359094024</id><published>2006-01-26T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T12:02:43.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky Girl</title><content type='html'>You're a lucky girl.&lt;br /&gt;I loved him first,&lt;br /&gt;But you won his heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time I saw him,&lt;br /&gt;My breath got taken away.&lt;br /&gt;I loved him secretly,&lt;br /&gt;Blushing every time&lt;br /&gt;He would brush against me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt about/of him day and night,&lt;br /&gt;Longing for him to notice me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a time you didn't care.&lt;br /&gt;I saw him crying,&lt;br /&gt;Lonely on a park bench.&lt;br /&gt;I sat next to him,&lt;br /&gt;Caring I held him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looked at me,&lt;br /&gt;And gazed into my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;He said he loved You.&lt;br /&gt;He said he missed You.&lt;br /&gt;He wrapped his arms around me and cried.&lt;br /&gt;I cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a lucky girl.&lt;br /&gt;Don't you see what you have?&lt;br /&gt;This boy, THIS Boy loves you.&lt;br /&gt;And though I love him,&lt;br /&gt;His heart only knows your name.&lt;br /&gt;You're a lucky girl.&lt;br /&gt;Lucky girl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21550547-113830216359094024?l=thirteenmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thirteenmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/113830216359094024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21550547&amp;postID=113830216359094024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550547/posts/default/113830216359094024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550547/posts/default/113830216359094024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thirteenmusic.blogspot.com/2006/01/lucky-girl.html' title='Lucky Girl'/><author><name>Lil Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05282152052209535690</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21550547.post-113830200481048638</id><published>2006-01-26T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T12:00:04.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let Every Word Sink in</title><content type='html'>Chorus&lt;br /&gt;Let every word sink in,&lt;br /&gt;Down into the depths of your soul.&lt;br /&gt;Let every heartbeat sound&lt;br /&gt;In the ear of the deaf,&lt;br /&gt;And let every blindman see&lt;br /&gt;What cannot be seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choose only one way,&lt;br /&gt;The wrong or the right.&lt;br /&gt;Either way you have&lt;br /&gt;A fifty-fifty chance of survival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you trust me?&lt;br /&gt;I can see the hesitation in your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Doubtful are you?&lt;br /&gt;Just listen to me,&lt;br /&gt;Breathe in every word I say.&lt;br /&gt;Think logically now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mathematics, Science, Foreign languages.&lt;br /&gt;Are these just words?&lt;br /&gt;Is there a deeper meaning?&lt;br /&gt;Love, hate, grief, happiness.&lt;br /&gt;Are these just words?&lt;br /&gt;You say them,&lt;br /&gt;But have you ever stopped to think&lt;br /&gt;Of what they really mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus 2&lt;br /&gt;Let every word sink in,&lt;br /&gt;Down into the depths of your soul.&lt;br /&gt;Let every heartbeat sound&lt;br /&gt;In the ear of the deaf,&lt;br /&gt;And let every blindman see.&lt;br /&gt;Let everyone be free!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21550547-113830200481048638?l=thirteenmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thirteenmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/113830200481048638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21550547&amp;postID=113830200481048638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550547/posts/default/113830200481048638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550547/posts/default/113830200481048638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thirteenmusic.blogspot.com/2006/01/let-every-word-sink-in.html' title='Let Every Word Sink in'/><author><name>Lil Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05282152052209535690</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21550547.post-113830187013827254</id><published>2006-01-26T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T11:57:50.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Illusion of a Nightmare</title><content type='html'>As I drift off into the oblivion of my slumber,&lt;br /&gt;I am still thinking of you.&lt;br /&gt;Haunted by your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;I am longing for your lips.&lt;br /&gt;I need solitude from this pain you put me through.&lt;br /&gt;What is this feeling&lt;br /&gt;Deep down inside?&lt;br /&gt;How can I erase this horror&lt;br /&gt;You've so ‘kindly' placed in my mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Come vado alla deriva via nell'oblio del mio sonno,&lt;br /&gt;penso tuttavia di lei.&lt;br /&gt;Perseguitato dai suoi occhi,&lt;br /&gt;longing per le sue labbra.&lt;br /&gt;Ho bisogno dellasolitudine da questo dolore lei me mette attraverso.&lt;br /&gt;In che questo sente profondamente?&lt;br /&gt;Come posso cancellare quest'orrore che Lei Ha cosí ‘gentilmente'collocato nella mia mente?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see me?&lt;br /&gt;Can't you hear my open cries?&lt;br /&gt;Don't you hear me screaming?&lt;br /&gt;Won't you save me from this illusion of a nightmare I've become?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Lei non può vederme?&lt;br /&gt;Lei non può sentire I miei pianti aperti?&lt;br /&gt;Lei non me sente gridando?&lt;br /&gt;Lei non me risparmierà da quest'illusione di un incubo che sono diventato?)&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;'m a monster, so they tell me.&lt;br /&gt;Am I a demon, or a freak?&lt;br /&gt;Am I a ghostly visage in phantom's clothing, hiding from all who see?&lt;br /&gt;To everyone I'm just another shadow, a mirage.&lt;br /&gt;In this dream I find that I am an invisible shade of air;&lt;br /&gt;To you I am... nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sono un mostro, dunque me dicono.&lt;br /&gt;Sono un demone, o un'anomalia?&lt;br /&gt;Sono un visage fantasma nell'abbigliamento del fantasma, nascondendo da tutto che vede?&lt;br /&gt;A tutti sono appena un'altra ombra, un miraggio.&lt;br /&gt;Non niente in questo sogno trovo che sono un'ombra invisibile di aria; A lei sono... )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see me?&lt;br /&gt;Can't you hear my open cries?&lt;br /&gt;Don't you hear me screaming?&lt;br /&gt;Won't you save me from this illusion of a nightmare I've become?&lt;br /&gt;This Illusion of a Nightmare&lt;br /&gt;nightmare&lt;br /&gt;nightmare&lt;br /&gt;nightmare&lt;br /&gt;(echo to fade)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21550547-113830187013827254?l=thirteenmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thirteenmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/113830187013827254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21550547&amp;postID=113830187013827254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550547/posts/default/113830187013827254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550547/posts/default/113830187013827254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thirteenmusic.blogspot.com/2006/01/illusion-of-nightmare.html' title='Illusion of a Nightmare'/><author><name>Lil Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05282152052209535690</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21550547.post-113830125629393358</id><published>2006-01-26T11:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T11:47:36.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Firefly</title><content type='html'>What's the last thing I can say?&lt;br /&gt;Is it better when I look away?&lt;br /&gt;The long silence fills my tears,&lt;br /&gt;And you... you just stand there&lt;br /&gt;Acknowledging my fears.&lt;br /&gt;Why are we this way?&lt;br /&gt;this is terrifying.&lt;br /&gt;Inside I am dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firefly&lt;br /&gt;Spread your wings and die.&lt;br /&gt;Firefly&lt;br /&gt;You're so lovely when you light up the sky.&lt;br /&gt;Firefly&lt;br /&gt;Take me to that resting place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Train stations' black.&lt;br /&gt;One way ticket's are all I've got.&lt;br /&gt;Stack ‘em like a house of cards.&lt;br /&gt;Sitting here waiting vacantly.&lt;br /&gt;The dark, the cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firefly&lt;br /&gt;Spread your wings and die.&lt;br /&gt;Firefly&lt;br /&gt;You're so lovely when you light up the sky.&lt;br /&gt;Firefly&lt;br /&gt;Take me to that resting place, collapse.&lt;br /&gt;Firefly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21550547-113830125629393358?l=thirteenmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thirteenmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/113830125629393358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21550547&amp;postID=113830125629393358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550547/posts/default/113830125629393358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550547/posts/default/113830125629393358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thirteenmusic.blogspot.com/2006/01/firefly.html' title='Firefly'/><author><name>Lil Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05282152052209535690</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21550547.post-113830113959843420</id><published>2006-01-26T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T11:45:39.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Faded Dreams</title><content type='html'>There are no words I can say to make you listen.&lt;br /&gt;No words to make you understand.&lt;br /&gt;You don't care, you're cold now.&lt;br /&gt;You just don't feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faded away are my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;Gone are the nights you cared.&lt;br /&gt;Even though I may try to hang on,&lt;br /&gt;You've already slipped through my fingers.&lt;br /&gt;You say you're unable to care, unable to feel.&lt;br /&gt;You don't dare, you're too scared.&lt;br /&gt;I know you're just afraid of love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21550547-113830113959843420?l=thirteenmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thirteenmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/113830113959843420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21550547&amp;postID=113830113959843420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550547/posts/default/113830113959843420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550547/posts/default/113830113959843420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thirteenmusic.blogspot.com/2006/01/faded-dreams.html' title='Faded Dreams'/><author><name>Lil Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05282152052209535690</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21550547.post-113830105968142448</id><published>2006-01-26T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T19:24:58.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Evolution</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Evolution in the night&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A smiling moon peers down upon us.&lt;br /&gt;We hear a howl in the distance&lt;br /&gt;These mountains loom before us.&lt;br /&gt;Evolution has begun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chord sequence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a world like this,&lt;br /&gt;things never stay the same.&lt;br /&gt;Our lives are always changing.&lt;br /&gt;Evolution is bound to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chord sequence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a life like this,&lt;br /&gt;no two can be the same.&lt;br /&gt;With all these many choices&lt;br /&gt;who can we blame?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chord sequence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evolution in the night.&lt;br /&gt;Evolution has begun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chord sequence&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21550547-113830105968142448?l=thirteenmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thirteenmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/113830105968142448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21550547&amp;postID=113830105968142448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550547/posts/default/113830105968142448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550547/posts/default/113830105968142448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thirteenmusic.blogspot.com/2006/01/evolution.html' title='Evolution'/><author><name>Lil Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05282152052209535690</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21550547.post-113830100029554049</id><published>2006-01-26T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T11:43:20.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream Away</title><content type='html'>As I am dreaming,&lt;br /&gt;I wander on my own.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of someone&lt;br /&gt;Who left me all alone,&lt;br /&gt;All alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my dreaming&lt;br /&gt;I wander all alone.&lt;br /&gt;Looking for something&lt;br /&gt;For my very own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream.&lt;br /&gt;Dream away!&lt;br /&gt;Dream for yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Dream away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To dream,&lt;br /&gt;Fall asleep . . .&lt;br /&gt;Falling cannot stop.&lt;br /&gt;Stop this feeling&lt;br /&gt;That something could&lt;br /&gt;Go wrong.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot feel!&lt;br /&gt;What is wrong with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream-dream far away.&lt;br /&gt;Dream-dream for today!&lt;br /&gt;No more shall we live in The past.&lt;br /&gt;So dream away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21550547-113830100029554049?l=thirteenmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thirteenmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/113830100029554049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21550547&amp;postID=113830100029554049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550547/posts/default/113830100029554049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550547/posts/default/113830100029554049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thirteenmusic.blogspot.com/2006/01/dream-away.html' title='Dream Away'/><author><name>Lil Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05282152052209535690</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21550547.post-113830090383387769</id><published>2006-01-26T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T11:41:43.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Deep Red Roses</title><content type='html'>Deep red roses in winter time.&lt;br /&gt;These roses hang o’er my grave.&lt;br /&gt;Petals falling down.&lt;br /&gt;The roses are dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seascapes and star light&lt;br /&gt;Black velvety sky&lt;br /&gt;The oceans hold a secret.&lt;br /&gt;The ocean is my grave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I look out my window,&lt;br /&gt;Now I see your sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Please don’t shed a tear.&lt;br /&gt;And smile, once just for me.&lt;br /&gt;Destroy all your anguish,&lt;br /&gt;Life will go on.&lt;br /&gt;Even though I’m dead and gone.&lt;br /&gt;I’m gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep red roses in winter time.&lt;br /&gt;These roses hang o’er my grave.&lt;br /&gt;Petals falling down.&lt;br /&gt;The roses are dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seascapes and star light&lt;br /&gt;Black velvety sky&lt;br /&gt;The oceans hold a secret.&lt;br /&gt;I am a red rose.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21550547-113830090383387769?l=thirteenmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thirteenmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/113830090383387769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21550547&amp;postID=113830090383387769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550547/posts/default/113830090383387769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550547/posts/default/113830090383387769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thirteenmusic.blogspot.com/2006/01/deep-red-roses.html' title='Deep Red Roses'/><author><name>Lil Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05282152052209535690</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21550547.post-113830080969649013</id><published>2006-01-26T11:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T11:40:09.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dark October (In Progress)</title><content type='html'>Walking down the lonely boardwalk&lt;br /&gt;I hear something sigh my name.&lt;br /&gt;It’s a Desolate dark October,&lt;br /&gt;just like when you said goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The daylight is fading slowly&lt;br /&gt;but my love for you lingers on . . .&lt;br /&gt;You stole my heart and left my crying,&lt;br /&gt;standing broken all alone . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A perfect rose, stripped of it’s petals&lt;br /&gt;scattered by the cruel and icy wind,&lt;br /&gt;drift upon a placid lake where&lt;br /&gt;the ripples echo on&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21550547-113830080969649013?l=thirteenmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thirteenmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/113830080969649013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21550547&amp;postID=113830080969649013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550547/posts/default/113830080969649013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550547/posts/default/113830080969649013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thirteenmusic.blogspot.com/2006/01/dark-october-in-progress.html' title='Dark October (In Progress)'/><author><name>Lil Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05282152052209535690</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21550547.post-113830075009498664</id><published>2006-01-26T11:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T11:39:10.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cry</title><content type='html'>I can't stand to cry&lt;br /&gt;When you're around.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want you to know&lt;br /&gt;That I'm weak.&lt;br /&gt;You know it hurts so bad&lt;br /&gt;Every time you get mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dawn is rising.&lt;br /&gt;I lean against you&lt;br /&gt;Locked in your embrace....&lt;br /&gt;My heart is failing.&lt;br /&gt;You don't seem to care&lt;br /&gt;That I am dying tonight.&lt;br /&gt;You just want to hold me one last time.&lt;br /&gt;Please don't forget my face.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21550547-113830075009498664?l=thirteenmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thirteenmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/113830075009498664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21550547&amp;postID=113830075009498664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550547/posts/default/113830075009498664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550547/posts/default/113830075009498664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thirteenmusic.blogspot.com/2006/01/cry.html' title='Cry'/><author><name>Lil Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05282152052209535690</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21550547.post-113830065839075937</id><published>2006-01-26T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T11:37:38.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>13 Ex Clown Dance (In Progress)</title><content type='html'>The doors slam shut behind you and you can't move.&lt;br /&gt;In the drkness you can hear that you're not alone.&lt;br /&gt;They're all here in this unfamiliar room WITH YOU.&lt;br /&gt;One of them speaks to you, calling you by name...And you gasp, clutching/clinging to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You know we know why you're here.&lt;br /&gt;You can't escape now if you wanted.&lt;br /&gt;You thought this place couldn't be haunted?"&lt;br /&gt;Neon lights fill the room&lt;br /&gt;Exposing you on center stage&lt;br /&gt;Surrounded by the 13 ex Circus Clowns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they start to dance&lt;br /&gt;And they start to jive&lt;br /&gt;They laugh at you,&lt;br /&gt;Circling around you,&lt;br /&gt;As you become entranced by this,&lt;br /&gt;THE CLOWN DANCE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.. 2.. 3.. 4.. 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12&lt;br /&gt;13 Clowns a dancing.&lt;br /&gt;They flop their heels&lt;br /&gt;And they giggle their hips&lt;br /&gt;And they bob their heads&lt;br /&gt;In time with the music.&lt;br /&gt;And they dance around&lt;br /&gt;And they sing along&lt;br /&gt;And they jeer at you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you yell STOP!&lt;br /&gt;And they stop and stare at you.&lt;br /&gt;You slyly smile.&lt;br /&gt;And you Dance.&lt;br /&gt;Tap, tap, tap, SLAP!&lt;br /&gt;They smile and join you.&lt;br /&gt;And you'll all dance&lt;br /&gt;THE (new) CLOWN DANCE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you dance around&lt;br /&gt;And you sing along&lt;br /&gt;And they laugh with you.&lt;br /&gt;Dancing the night away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you wake up the next morning,&lt;br /&gt;You're lying on the cold cement floor.&lt;br /&gt;Sitting up, Confused?&lt;br /&gt;Standing up, Walk out of the door.&lt;br /&gt;Shivers&lt;br /&gt;Don't know where I am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21550547-113830065839075937?l=thirteenmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thirteenmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/113830065839075937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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