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 Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2007 10:23 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2007 10:49 pm
I'm kind of afraid to click it... Is it a music video? I won't be able to watch it with AOL you know.
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Posted: Tue Jun 19, 2007 7:04 am
Don't watch it. It's a stupid, but funny, website. Wait till you get highspeed is my advice.
BUWAHAHAHAHA
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Posted: Tue Jun 19, 2007 2:37 pm
Kamiss Don't watch it. It's a stupid, but funny, website. Wait till you get highspeed is my advice. BUWAHAHAHAHA So I'll get to watch it in about a week then. I know the sound of each rock and stone,
I embrace what others fear.
You are not to roam in the forgotten place,
Just the likes of me are welcome here...(Gah, it's stuck in my head.)
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Posted: Mon Jun 25, 2007 8:43 am
Okay, that was weird and silly. Poor Paper. emo
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Posted: Sun Jul 01, 2007 11:14 am
The Kill (Edit)
30 Seconds to Mars
What if I wanted to break
Laugh it all off in your face
What would you do?
What if I fell to the floor
Couldn't take all this anymore
What would you do, do, do?
Come, break me down
Marry me, bury me
I am finished with you
What if I wanted to fight
Beg for the rest of my life
What would you do?
You say you wanted more
What are you waiting for
I'm not running from you
Come, break me down
Marry me, bury me
I am finished with you
Look in my eyes
You're killing me, killing me
All I wanted was you
I tried to be someone else
But nothing seemed to change
I know now, this is who I really am inside
FINALLY FOUND MYSELF
FIGHTING FOR A CHANCE
I know now, this is who I really am
Come, break me down
Marry me, bury me
I am finished with you, you, you
Look in my eyes
You're killing me, killing me
All I wanted was you
Come, break me down (marry me, bury me)
Break me down (marry me, bury me)
Break me down (marry me, bury me)
What if I wanted to break...?
What if I, what if I, what if I...
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Posted: Sun Jul 01, 2007 1:10 pm
Another beautiful 30 Seconds To Mars song:
From Yesterday
He's a stranger to some
And a vision to none
He can never get enough,
Get enough of the one
For a fortune he'd quit
But it's hard to admit
How it ends and begins
On his face is a map of the world
(A map of the world)
On his face is a map of the world
(A map of the world)
From yesterday, it's coming!
From yesterday, the fear!
From yesterday, it calls him
But he doesn't want to read the message here
On a mountain he sits, not of gold but of shi*
through the blood he can learn, see the life that it turn
From council of one
He'll decide when he's done with the innocent
On his face is a map of the world
(A map of the world)
On his face is a map of the world
(A map of the world)
From yesterday, it's coming!
From yesterday, the fear!
From yesterday, it calls him
But he doesn't want to read the message
He doesn't want to read the message
Doesn't want to read the message here
On his face is a map of the world
From yesterday, it's coming!
From yesterday, the fear!
From yesterday, it calls him
But he doesn't want to read the message here
From yesterday,
From yesterday,
From yesterday, the fear
From yesterday,
From yesterday
But he doesn't want to read the message here
But he doesn't want to read the message here
But he doesn't want to read the message here
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Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2007 10:15 am
I'm kind of in love with this song right now.
You Be The Anchor That Keeps My Feet On The Ground, I'll Be The Wings That Keep Your Heart In The Sky
by Mayday Parade
And honestly, I have been begging for answers
That you and only you can give to me
A voice crying loud
I've been crying for days now
And as I start to run, I stop to breathe
(And I was nearly scared to death)
And I was nearly scared to death
(Why you left in paragraphs)
Why you left in paragraphs
(The words were nearly over us)
The words were nearly over us
You stop and turn and grab your bags
And I'll be here by the ocean
Just waiting for proof that there's sunsets and silhouette dreams
All my sand castles fall like the ashes of cigarettes
And every waves drags me to sea
I could stand here for hours
Just to ask God the question, "Is everyone here make-believe?"
With a tear in His voice, He said, "Son, that's the question."
Does this deafening silence mean nothing to no one but me?
As hours move to minutes
And minutes take longer to break
I will be desperately awaiting
But my tongue won't fall apart
And we've been sitting here for hours
All alone and in the dark
So let me think of to word it
Is it too soon to say 'perfect'?
If I could find another thirty minutes somewhere
I'm sure everything would find me
All that's left is just to sing
And I'll be here by the ocean
Just waiting for proof that there's sunsets and silhouette dreams
All my sand castles fall like the ashes of cigarettes
And every waves drags me to sea
I could stand here for hours
Just to ask God the question, "Is everyone here make-believe?"
With a tear in His voice, He said, "Son, that's the question."
Does this deafening silence mean nothing to no one but me?
If you sing to me sweet until then,
I may never sail Virginia again
And as this current moves slow for me, this much you must know...we'll meet again
And El, I'll have you know I'm scared to death
Tell me once again that you will love me till the death
And should I die, you swear that you will come for me
As I fade away, you reach out your arms
(And please don't let me go)
And please don't let me go
(And please don't let me go)
And please don't let me go
And I'll be here by the ocean
Just waiting for proof that there's sunsets and silhouette dreams
All my sand castles fall like the ashes of cigarettes
And every waves drags me to sea
I could stand here for hours
Just to ask God the question, "Is everyone here make-believe?"
With a tear in His voice, He said, "Son, that's the question."
Does this deafening silence mean nothing to no one but me?
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Posted: Sun Sep 16, 2007 2:37 pm
"Riot"
Three Days grace
If you feel..., so empty,
So used up..., so let down,
If you feel..., so angry,
So ripped off..., so stepped on
You're not the, only one
Refusing, to back down
You're not the..., only one
So get up
Let's start a riot, a riot
Let's start a riot
Let's start a riot, a riot
Let's start a riot
If you feel..., so filthy
So dirty..., so ******** up
If you feel..., so walked on
So painful..., so pissed off
You're not the..., only one
Refusing, to go down
You're not the..., only one
So get up!
Let's start a riot, a riot
Let's start a riot
Let's start a riot, a riot
Let's start a riot
If you feel so empty
So used up, so let down
If you feel so angry
Just get up
Let's start a riot, a riot
Let's start a riot
Let's start a riot, a riot
Let's start a riot
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Posted: Sat Sep 29, 2007 5:15 pm
(A few more current obsession songs.)
Would You Lay With Me (In A Field OF Stone)
by Tanya Tucker
Would you lay with me, in a field of stone?
If my needs were strong, would you lay with me?
Should my lips grow dry, would you wet them, dear.
In the midnight hour, if my lips were dry.
Would you go away to another land?
Walk a thousand miles through the burnin' sand?
Wipe the blood away from my dyin' hand,
If I give myself to you?
Will you bathe me, in the stream of life?
When the moon is full, will you bathe me?
Will you still love me, when I'm down and out?
In my time of trial, will you stand by me?
Would you go away to another land?
Walk a thousand miles through the burnin' sand?
Wipe the blood away from my dyin' hand,
If I give myself to you?
Would you lay with me, In a field of stone?
Should my lips grow dry, should you wet them, dear?
Will you bathe me, in the stream of life?
Would you still love me, when I'm down and out?
Would you lay with me, in a field of stone?
Should my lips grow dry, would you wet them, dear?
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Posted: Sat Sep 29, 2007 5:16 pm
Blow, Gabriel, Blow
Sung by Jonathan Pryce, from the movie De-Lovely
Do you hear that playing?
Yes we hear the playing,
Do you know who's plying?
No, who is that playing?
Why it's Gabriel, Gabriel playing,
Gabriel Gabriel saying,
"Will you be ready to go when I blow my horn?"
Oh Blow, Gabriel, Blow,
Go on and Blow Gabriel Blow
I've been a sinner, I've been a scamp,
But now I'm willin' to trim my lamp,
So Blow, Gabriel, Blow
I was low, Gabriel, low,
Mighty low, Gabriel, low,
But now since I have seen the light,
I'm good by day and I'm good by night,
So blow, Gabriel, blow,
Once I was headed for hell,
Once I was headed for hell,
But when I got to Satan's door,
I heard you blowin' on your horn once more
So I said, "Satan, farewell"
Now your all ready to fly
Yes to fly higher and higher and higher
Cause' you got through the brimstone,
And you've been through the fire
And you purged your soul, and your heart too
So climb up the mountain top and start to
Blow, Gabriel, Blow,
Go on and Blow, Gabriel, Blow
I was enjoying your happy band,
That played all day in the promised land
So Blow, Gabriel, Blow,
Blow, Gabriel, Blow,
Blow, Gabriel, Blow,
Blow, Gabriel, Blow,
I want to join your happy band,
To play all day in the promised land
So Blow, Gabriel, Blow,
Blow, Gabriel, Blow,
Blow, Gabriel, Blow,
Blow, Gabriel, Blow,
Blow, Gabriel, Blow
Blow, Gabriel, Blow
Blow, Gabriel, Blow!
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Posted: Sat Sep 29, 2007 5:17 pm
Cowboy Bill
by Garth Brooks
He told a good story
And all us kids listened
'bout his life on the border
And the way it was then
And we all believed
And when he would finish
We'd ask the old cowboy
To tell 'em again
You could almost hear
Those prairie winds blowing
His saddle a creakin'
'neath his old faded jeans
You could taste the dry dust
From the trail he was ridin'
As he sat there and painted
Those west texas scenes
And the grown-ups would tell us
You boys keep yer distance
That old man's just telling you lies
But to all of us kids
Cowboy Bill was a hero
Just as true
As the blue texas sky.
He told of a time
When he rode with the rangers
Down on the pecos
And he saved the day
Outnumbered by plenty
They were almost to cover
With 30 banditos
Headed their way
He looked back just in time
To see a horse stumble
The captain went down
And Bill pulled up on his reigns
Through a flurry of bullets
He rescued the captain
They rode for the sunset
Just the story remains
And the grown-ups would tell us
You boys keep yer distance
That old man's just telling you lies
But to all of us kids
Cowboy Bill was a hero
Just as true
As the blue texas sky.
Well I still remember
The day that it happened
We waited and we waited
But Bill never showed
The folks at the feed store
Said they hadn't seen him
So we set out for his place
Down on old grist mill road
And we cried when we found him
Lying there with his memories
The old trunk wide open
Things scattered about
He was clutching a badge
That said Texas Rangers
And an old yeller letter
Said "Texas is Proud"
And the grown-ups that told us
You boys keep yer distance
That old man's just telling you lies
Now... they're all saying
Cowboy Bill was a hero
Just as true
As the blue texas sky.
Just as true
As the blue texas sky.
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Posted: Sat Sep 29, 2007 6:22 pm
(I just listened to this song, and my heart is going so fast and I'm almost crying because is it one of the most beautiful things I've ever heard...)
Ireland
by Garth Brooks
They say mother earth is breathing
With each wave that finds the shore
Her soul rises in the evening
For to open twilights door
Her eyes are the stars in heaven
Watching o'er us all the while
And her heart it is in Ireland
Deep within the Emerald Isle
We are forty against hundreds
In someone else's bloody war
We know not why we're fighting
Or what we're dying for
They will storm us in the morning
When the sunlight turns the sky
Death is waiting for its dance now
Fate has sentenced us to die
Ireland I am coming home
I can see your rolling fields of green
And fences made of stone
I am reaching out, won't you take my hand
I'm coming home Ireland
Oh the captain he lay bleeding
I can hear him calling me
These men are yours now for the leading
Show them to their destiny
As I look up all around me
I see the ragged tired and torn
I tell them to make ready
'Cause we're not waiting for the morn
Ireland I am coming home
I can see your rolling fields of green
And fences made of stone
I am reaching out, won't you take my hand
I'm coming home Ireland
Now the fog is deep and heavy
As we forge the dark and fear
We can hear their horses breathing
As in silence we draw near
And there are no words to be spoken
Just a look to say good-bye
I draw a breath and night is broken
As I scream our battle cry
Ireland I am coming home
I can see your rolling fields of green
And fences made of stone
I am reaching out, won't you take my hand
I'm coming home Ireland
Yes I am home Ireland
We were forty against hundreds
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Posted: Wed Oct 17, 2007 2:43 pm
Two songs from one of the BEST movies in the world - The Tenth Kingdom.
Let Me Go Back - Loni Rose
If you believe
In make believe
Fairytales and destiny
There are places no one's found
Places no one's been
I believe . . .
It'll take your breath away
You won't believe your eyes
The beautiful, magical, starlight
It will chill you to the bone
So far away from home
Terrible, wonderful, just want to go home
Let me go back to my world
I wanna go back to my world
Let me go back - let me go
Oh, I wanna go back to my world
I wanna go back to my world
Let me go back - let me go
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Tell me am I in a dream
Is this really happening
It took me by surprise
I can't believe my eyes
This terrible, wonderful, starlight
Let me go back to my world
I wanna go back to my world
Let me go back - let me go
Oh, I wanna go back to my world
Let me go back to my world
I wanna go back - let me go
Oh, let me go back to my world
I wanna go back to my world
Let me go back - let me go
Let me go back to my world
I wanna go back to my world
Let me go back - let me go
Let me go back
Let me go back
Let me go
Let me go back
Let me go back
Let me go
Wishing on a Star (The Short Version) - Miriam Stockely
I'm Wishing On A Star
To follow where you are
I'm wishing on a dream
To follow what it means
And I wish on all the rainbows that I see
I wish on all the people who really dream
I'm wishing on a star
To follow where you are
I'm wishing on a dream
To follow what it means
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