<?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-8727539146881326281</id><updated>2012-02-16T19:56:15.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lyrics for the soul</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lianzlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8727539146881326281/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lianzlyrics.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ivan Lian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10618040942545805241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rWZPhnGL93c/SKU8ndfZzWI/AAAAAAAABM0/8aCeE-xYUbQ/S220/Me+at+FFT+9.jpg'/></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-8727539146881326281.post-5545834648979378959</id><published>2011-04-26T00:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T21:07:49.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SHIFTED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To a place unknown,&lt;br /&gt;where rhyming seeds are being sown.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8727539146881326281-5545834648979378959?l=lianzlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lianzlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/5545834648979378959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8727539146881326281&amp;postID=5545834648979378959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8727539146881326281/posts/default/5545834648979378959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8727539146881326281/posts/default/5545834648979378959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lianzlyrics.blogspot.com/2011/04/shifted.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Lian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10618040942545805241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rWZPhnGL93c/SKU8ndfZzWI/AAAAAAAABM0/8aCeE-xYUbQ/S220/Me+at+FFT+9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8727539146881326281.post-2359027056903276755</id><published>2011-04-25T06:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T06:04:23.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Down In The Depths Of Hell</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GOrn53Xzk5s/TbSeYLRjQUI/AAAAAAAACyU/J4zqysEqI60/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-04-25+at+AM+06.03.50.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="210" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GOrn53Xzk5s/TbSeYLRjQUI/AAAAAAAACyU/J4zqysEqI60/s320/Screen+shot+2011-04-25+at+AM+06.03.50.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2a2a2a; font-family: Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2a2a2a; font-family: Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2a2a2a; font-family: Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;Face the skies,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;Close your eyes,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;sleep tight,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;you're in for a roller coaster ride,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;you don't know what hit you,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;you don't know what grew,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;down in the depths of hell,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;the things they try to sell,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;the souls of the lost and homeless,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;the minds of the ones in loneliness,&amp;nbsp;&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;take a ride down,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;its going down, down, down,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;take a look,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;every cranny every nook,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;the bends hide surprises,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;how the evil rises,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;down in the depths of hell,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;look how they dwell,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;their teeth baring sharp and hungry,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;don't irk them, nor make them angry,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;or you won't know what hit you,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;you'll learn of how slowly they chew,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;they rip you off limb by limb,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;you'll be on land trying to swim,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;you'll be wishing you weren't born,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;oh, how the devil would scorn,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;he'll never let you be reborn,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;you'll be nothing, nothing to adorn,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;nobody would ever come to mourn,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;the look on your face so forlorn,&amp;nbsp;&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;down in the depths of hell,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;I bid you my last farewell,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;I'll leave you rotting there,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;see if I'd even care,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;I won't feel a thing,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;this I sing,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;tie my heart to a string,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;thug it but it still ain't moving,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;this I sing,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;down in the depths of hell,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;cover your nose, smell the smell,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;death lingers on every wall,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;you standing there looking so small,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;waiting for your time to come,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;here, drink some rum,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;hear the beat of the drum,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;your blood runs cold,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;the words slowly unfold,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;behold,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;the time has come,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;look what you have become,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;just another soul lost to the world,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;the thoughts in your mind swirled,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;you're thinking of the past,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;wash away what happened last,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;of the life you used to lead,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;of the blood you used to bleed,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;the devil reads out the creed,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;you're sentenced for life,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;a room full of a thousand knives,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;to a never ending life,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;full of sorrows and grief,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;you're lacking of belief,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;you just need some relief,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;but it ain't coming I promise you that,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;your life told with words so flat,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;take a look,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;as its slowly written in the book,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;the book of two faced souls,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;its full of bullet holes,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;in your grave I'll make you twitch,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;I'll make you regret the day you switch,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;your love was all just a lie,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;I rejoice the day you crash, burn and die,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;no, no I won't cry,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;for it was just a fucking big lie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8727539146881326281-2359027056903276755?l=lianzlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rWZPhnGL93c/SKU8ndfZzWI/AAAAAAAABM0/8aCeE-xYUbQ/S220/Me+at+FFT+9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GOrn53Xzk5s/TbSeYLRjQUI/AAAAAAAACyU/J4zqysEqI60/s72-c/Screen+shot+2011-04-25+at+AM+06.03.50.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8727539146881326281.post-5362654224671010755</id><published>2011-04-24T06:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T06:06:36.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just A Lie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2a2a2a; font-family: Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;As he writes this piece,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;He goes on living life as it is,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;what you see is what you get,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;step up, place a bet,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;do you think that's all?&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;are you waiting to see him fall,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;the way life is,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;there's no such thing as eternal bliss,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;there are always two sides of a coin,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;take them and join,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;what you'll get, feelings would die,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;cause its all a facade, just a lie,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;what hides behind that shell,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;it'll give you a ride straight to hell,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;it'll show you what he'd been through,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;the troubles never too few,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;the thoughts he wished he knew,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;if the times he spent were just wasted,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;or the blood from the heart he tasted,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;were all true,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;he just wished he knew,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;he goes about with a smile on his face,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;but he knows his place,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;behind it it's another story,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;he just wanted to feel some glory,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;but no,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;no, he ain't getting it,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;his life's covered in spit,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;life ends in an instant,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;but he's just living for the sake of it,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;in his mind he knows,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;in life it even shows,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;nothing else matters no more,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;take hold of the handle, slam the door,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;take the heart and scrape it off its core,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;so the feelings could all be banished,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;his soul would slowly vanish,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;lost to the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8727539146881326281-5362654224671010755?l=lianzlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lianzlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/5362654224671010755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8727539146881326281&amp;postID=5362654224671010755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8727539146881326281/posts/default/5362654224671010755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8727539146881326281/posts/default/5362654224671010755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lianzlyrics.blogspot.com/2011/04/just-lie.html' title='Just A Lie'/><author><name>Ivan Lian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10618040942545805241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rWZPhnGL93c/SKU8ndfZzWI/AAAAAAAABM0/8aCeE-xYUbQ/S220/Me+at+FFT+9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8727539146881326281.post-3936177788632326933</id><published>2011-03-27T05:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T05:12:21.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye Earth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-soY3ExBz6Lc/TY5WrQ4UluI/AAAAAAAACyQ/RJLq8IpBIyQ/s1600/gal_earthquack_japan_2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-soY3ExBz6Lc/TY5WrQ4UluI/AAAAAAAACyQ/RJLq8IpBIyQ/s320/gal_earthquack_japan_2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2a2a2a; font-family: Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2a2a2a; font-family: Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2a2a2a; font-family: Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2a2a2a; font-family: Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Walk down this empty street,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;Listening for the sound of single heart beats,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;Fading into the darkness they go,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;take it easy, take it slow,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;Death lingers around the corner,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;it all seems so distant to a foreigner,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;How a mother lost her child,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;she'll never again see his smile,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;hear of only tears and sorrow,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;of lives they wish they could borrow,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;wishing of turning back the time,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;or never again be covered in this grime,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;How the earth had shook on them,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;how they thought that god had risen to condemn,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;Look to the skies palms in prayers,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;why, they ask, their faces streaked with tears,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;Homes flattened to the ground,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;no one dares make a sound,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;watch as another tsunami comes land bound,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;be awed by its might,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;its in full glory, but what an unwanted sight,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;engulfing towns in a flash,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;everyone's desperately making a mad dash,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;but nowhere is safe anymore,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;its a fact that you can't ignore,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;the world is crumbling, falling apart,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;its bleeding straight from the heart,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;one by one loved ones depart,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;take a glance at the weather chart,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;people say its never too late to start,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;but maybe its reached the point of no return,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;but to some, its none of their concern,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;only self needs or how much they earn,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;how selfishness will kill us all,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;its all there written on the wall,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;oh how the world will crumble and fall,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;listen to the deafening silence around you,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;that you realise global warming was in the brew,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;a catalyst that everyone knew,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;but how no one seemed to care,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;till the cost of lives each person has to bear,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;or of souls the devil will have to tear,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;ripping them apart limb by limb,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;how earth's chances of survival seem so dim,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;its time to really act out our part,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;before everything really starts to break apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8727539146881326281-3936177788632326933?l=lianzlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lianzlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/3936177788632326933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8727539146881326281&amp;postID=3936177788632326933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8727539146881326281/posts/default/3936177788632326933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8727539146881326281/posts/default/3936177788632326933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lianzlyrics.blogspot.com/2011/03/bye-earth.html' title='Bye Earth'/><author><name>Ivan Lian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10618040942545805241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rWZPhnGL93c/SKU8ndfZzWI/AAAAAAAABM0/8aCeE-xYUbQ/S220/Me+at+FFT+9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-soY3ExBz6Lc/TY5WrQ4UluI/AAAAAAAACyQ/RJLq8IpBIyQ/s72-c/gal_earthquack_japan_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8727539146881326281.post-4375800911996381294</id><published>2008-07-04T17:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T17:04:44.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Words Unsaid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tossing and turning on the bed,&lt;br /&gt;all night thinking about what you said,&lt;br /&gt;started out as strangers and then friends,&lt;br /&gt;now as lovers but is it near the end,&lt;br /&gt;holding a glass ready to toast,&lt;br /&gt;able to inflict pain this you boast,&lt;br /&gt;no holds barred taken on a ride,&lt;br /&gt;whats round the bend leaves anyone wide eyed,&lt;br /&gt;something's about to collide,&lt;br /&gt;put the words aside,&lt;br /&gt;cause talk is dirt cheap,&lt;br /&gt;leave the dead to weep,&lt;br /&gt;thats what my soul ended up,&lt;br /&gt;dead,&lt;br /&gt;the words unsaid,&lt;br /&gt;dead,&lt;br /&gt;the thoughts unsaid,&lt;br /&gt;dead,&lt;br /&gt;what else can you do,&lt;br /&gt;what else is needed,&lt;br /&gt;a smile into a frown,&lt;br /&gt;you keep breaking us down,&lt;br /&gt;out of nothing,&lt;br /&gt;out of nothing,&lt;br /&gt;raise a hand and ask why,&lt;br /&gt;would you like that,&lt;br /&gt;put yourself in my shoes,&lt;br /&gt;would you like that,&lt;br /&gt;think what i'm thinking,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out all alone in the cold,&lt;br /&gt;I used to be worth my weight in gold,&lt;br /&gt;you tell me i'm important to you,&lt;br /&gt;than you go about like i never really do,&lt;br /&gt;maybe you take me for granted,&lt;br /&gt;or that my love is planted,&lt;br /&gt;so much so that you could do anything,&lt;br /&gt;and i'll still be there hanging on a string,&lt;br /&gt;you speak of your feelings for me,&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes its unable to see,&lt;br /&gt;to see of the love you have for me,&lt;br /&gt;cause i know sometimes it ain't there,&lt;br /&gt;what am i supposed to believe, that you really did care?&lt;br /&gt;you say one thing and mean the other,&lt;br /&gt;you go about talking to another,&lt;br /&gt;your words carry doubts,&lt;br /&gt;its the last inning, oh wait, its called for out,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i broke your heart in the life before,&lt;br /&gt;so much so that you hate me to the core,&lt;br /&gt;and now you're back to hit me back with more,&lt;br /&gt;why can't it be so simple,&lt;br /&gt;a cute little dimple,&lt;br /&gt;a love that we could depend on,&lt;br /&gt;without doubts that the next day you'll be gone,&lt;br /&gt;you find fault in everything we go through,&lt;br /&gt;is your love really true,&lt;br /&gt;one day you take me to the skies,&lt;br /&gt;the next you bring me down and everything dies,&lt;br /&gt;who the hell love and not love a person at the same time,&lt;br /&gt;is that what you consider love, oh what a crime,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you expect me to be able to read your mind,&lt;br /&gt;you expect me to be there when you don't even speak up,&lt;br /&gt;and you get angry when i don't,&lt;br /&gt;tell me,&lt;br /&gt;tell me,&lt;br /&gt;what am i supposed to do,&lt;br /&gt;its like moving mountains,&lt;br /&gt;its like moving god damned mountains.&lt;br /&gt;you have a choice,&lt;br /&gt;to prove me wrong,&lt;br /&gt;or just run along.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8727539146881326281-4375800911996381294?l=lianzlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lianzlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/4375800911996381294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8727539146881326281&amp;postID=4375800911996381294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8727539146881326281/posts/default/4375800911996381294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8727539146881326281/posts/default/4375800911996381294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lianzlyrics.blogspot.com/2008/07/words-unsaid-tossing-and-turning-on-bed.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Lian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10618040942545805241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rWZPhnGL93c/SKU8ndfZzWI/AAAAAAAABM0/8aCeE-xYUbQ/S220/Me+at+FFT+9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8727539146881326281.post-935904589971544147</id><published>2008-05-16T23:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T23:57:39.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hold Your Breath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&gt;Without warning, the ground shook,&lt;br /&gt;just a few minutes it took,&lt;br /&gt;but if you take a closer look,&lt;br /&gt;death and destruction lingered on,&lt;br /&gt;feel the sadness in this song,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the second hand ticks,&lt;br /&gt;into position it clicks,&lt;br /&gt;just a few minutes it took,&lt;br /&gt;but if you take a closer look,&lt;br /&gt;the peak of the highest building's now touching the ground,&lt;br /&gt;alls quiet, no one makes a sound,&lt;br /&gt;take a second to say a prayer,&lt;br /&gt;for they were all caught unaware,&lt;br /&gt;they didn't even have time to prepare,&lt;br /&gt;now alls left's death and despair,&lt;br /&gt;a teacher shields her student from death,&lt;br /&gt;like the arm of an angel, but she took her last breath,&lt;br /&gt;children's cries ringing through the air,&lt;br /&gt;finding one alive seems oh so rare,&lt;br /&gt;the dead lay covered on the roads,&lt;br /&gt;transporting them would take truck loads,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the air's full of death,&lt;br /&gt;every second another takes his last breath,&lt;br /&gt;people digging to find their loved ones under the rubble,&lt;br /&gt;rescuers trying their best to work on the double,&lt;br /&gt;but its all in vain as the death numbers increases,&lt;br /&gt;the lives shattered, falling to pieces,&lt;br /&gt;have mercy on their souls come the shouts,&lt;br /&gt;do the gods also have their doubts?&lt;br /&gt;the number of innocent children dead,&lt;br /&gt;that in itself, its enough said,&lt;br /&gt;have mercy on their souls come the shouts,&lt;br /&gt;is this what destiny is all about?&lt;br /&gt;whether one lives or dies depends on faith,&lt;br /&gt;one lives to maybe the death of eighth,&lt;br /&gt;the ratio's enough to put death in shocking numbers,&lt;br /&gt;people still trying to find for answers,&lt;br /&gt;how cruel can mother nature get,&lt;br /&gt;but hold your breath, cause it hasn't ended yet,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the lands flattened once again,&lt;br /&gt;people searching for their loved ones in vain,&lt;br /&gt;every corner every turn, people's hearts in pain,&lt;br /&gt;heavy beads of tears in the form of rain,&lt;br /&gt;the gods are crying, feel the tears,&lt;br /&gt;a mother stands alone, her only child gone she fears,&lt;br /&gt;buried under tons of debris save his soul,&lt;br /&gt;nothing could be done for the mother, only words of console,&lt;br /&gt;just how much can her heart take it, its taking its toll,&lt;br /&gt;the thought of her son trapped in a small hole,&lt;br /&gt;six feet below, the souls never rest in peace,&lt;br /&gt;the death toll's only going one way, its on the increase,&lt;br /&gt;people crying and shouting but the silence of the dead overwhelms the place,&lt;br /&gt;its time they chase, against the clock they race,&lt;br /&gt;a mother cradles her dead child in her arms,&lt;br /&gt;wishing that a miracle would somehow work its charms,&lt;br /&gt;the pain in burying one own child's every parents nightmare,&lt;br /&gt;its not a feeling anyone wants to share,&lt;br /&gt;this they swear,&lt;br /&gt;stop and stare,&lt;br /&gt;the destruction claimed thousands of lives,&lt;br /&gt;sound the alarm, the god of death arrives,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the air's full of death,&lt;br /&gt;every second another takes his last breath,&lt;br /&gt;people digging to find their loved ones under the rubble,&lt;br /&gt;rescuers trying their best to work on the double,&lt;br /&gt;but its all in vain as the death numbers increases,&lt;br /&gt;the lives shattered, falling to pieces,&lt;br /&gt;have mercy on their souls come the shouts,&lt;br /&gt;do the gods also have their doubts?&lt;br /&gt;the number of innocent children dead,&lt;br /&gt;that in itself, its enough said,&lt;br /&gt;have mercy on their souls come the shouts,&lt;br /&gt;is this what destiny is all about?&lt;br /&gt;whether one lives or dies depends on faith,&lt;br /&gt;one lives to maybe the death of eighth,&lt;br /&gt;the ratio's enough to put death in shocking numbers,&lt;br /&gt;people still trying to find for answers,&lt;br /&gt;how cruel can mother nature get,&lt;br /&gt;but hold your breath, cause it hasn't ended yet,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hold your breath, cause it hasn't ended yet. &lt;-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8727539146881326281-935904589971544147?l=lianzlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lianzlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/935904589971544147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8727539146881326281&amp;postID=935904589971544147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8727539146881326281/posts/default/935904589971544147'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone tell the story,&lt;br /&gt;for it ain't worth it, ain't worth the glory,&lt;br /&gt;its a heart wrenching one,&lt;br /&gt;it'll leave you'll dying once he's done,&lt;br /&gt;the heart's been stabbed someone save it,&lt;br /&gt;one beat,&lt;br /&gt;two beats,&lt;br /&gt;three beats,&lt;br /&gt;none.&lt;br /&gt;cause there ain't no beats left,&lt;br /&gt;it beats for her but now its broken,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the words now left spoken,&lt;br /&gt;the truth's out,&lt;br /&gt;it sums up what it was all about,&lt;br /&gt;pasts can be hard to forget,&lt;br /&gt;some haunt you, make you regret,&lt;br /&gt;some stays forever, till you die,&lt;br /&gt;some even makes the dead cry,&lt;br /&gt;but try harder and it'll all disappear,&lt;br /&gt;but is trying to forget something you fear,&lt;br /&gt;do you try with your heart sincere,&lt;br /&gt;are you afraid of forgetting one so dear,&lt;br /&gt;or of the times you were made to tear,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone tell the story,&lt;br /&gt;for it ain't worth it, ain't worth the glory,&lt;br /&gt;its a heart wrenching one,&lt;br /&gt;it'll leave you'll dying once he's done,&lt;br /&gt;the heart's been stabbed someone save it,&lt;br /&gt;one beat,&lt;br /&gt;two beats,&lt;br /&gt;three beats,&lt;br /&gt;none.&lt;br /&gt;cause there ain't no beats left,&lt;br /&gt;it beats for her but now its broken,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;insert a token,&lt;br /&gt;it'll probably take you on a ride,&lt;br /&gt;the heartbroken ones to the side,&lt;br /&gt;sitting on a pair of doves,&lt;br /&gt;a world of emotions, a peek of true love,&lt;br /&gt;the sadness in his eyes says it all,&lt;br /&gt;what's done is done, there's no second chance,&lt;br /&gt;no time for even the last dance,&lt;br /&gt;he sits himself down, puts his soul into a trance,&lt;br /&gt;so that the pain would all go away,&lt;br /&gt;and that only happy thoughts stay,&lt;br /&gt;but he knows he's just lying to himself,&lt;br /&gt;deeper he must find for his true self,&lt;br /&gt;after all that's happened,&lt;br /&gt;after all the pain,&lt;br /&gt;alls left are just the stains,&lt;br /&gt;he doubts he could ever be the same again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone tell the story,&lt;br /&gt; for it ain't worth it, ain't worth the glory,&lt;br /&gt; its a heart wrenching one,&lt;br /&gt; it'll leave you'll dying once he's done,&lt;br /&gt; the heart's been stabbed someone save it,&lt;br /&gt; one beat,&lt;br /&gt; two beats,&lt;br /&gt; three beats,&lt;br /&gt; none.&lt;br /&gt; cause there ain't no beats left,&lt;br /&gt; it beats for her but now its broken,&lt;br /&gt;its all but broken,&lt;br /&gt;oh so broken,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8727539146881326281-535504463264193046?l=lianzlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rWZPhnGL93c/SKU8ndfZzWI/AAAAAAAABM0/8aCeE-xYUbQ/S220/Me+at+FFT+9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8727539146881326281.post-915167730848025897</id><published>2008-04-16T01:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T09:45:44.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Love Is All I Need</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rWZPhnGL93c/SAYgY_4eC-I/AAAAAAAAAso/-qrl7rGl4dE/s1600-h/DSC00971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rWZPhnGL93c/SAYgY_4eC-I/AAAAAAAAAso/-qrl7rGl4dE/s320/DSC00971.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189871234428308450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Title: This Love Is All I Need&lt;br /&gt;By: Ivan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; Eyes on the skies,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; the stars shine down,&lt;br /&gt;how quickly time flies,&lt;br /&gt;it ain't an empty town,&lt;br /&gt;gazing into your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;I'm assured,&lt;br /&gt;the love in us never dies,&lt;br /&gt;I'm assured,&lt;br /&gt;you'll be there when I need you,&lt;br /&gt;I promise,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you too,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh baby baby,&lt;br /&gt;how I'm glad I found you,&lt;br /&gt;cause I knew,&lt;br /&gt;you're the one for me,&lt;br /&gt;you're the only one I see,&lt;br /&gt;like a bed of roses you bloom,&lt;br /&gt;like an angel you stood out,&lt;br /&gt;how you chase away the gloom,&lt;br /&gt;you're the one I can't live without,&lt;br /&gt;you're always on my mind,&lt;br /&gt;we're two of the same kind,&lt;br /&gt;hearts entwined,&lt;br /&gt;you're the one I've been trying to find,&lt;br /&gt;this love is all I need,&lt;br /&gt;this I concede,&lt;br /&gt;this love is all that I want,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wishing that forever would stay,&lt;br /&gt;you'll be there come what may,&lt;br /&gt;wishing that I could see you everyday,&lt;br /&gt;in any possible way,&lt;br /&gt;I was a ship lost in the ocean but you called me to bay,&lt;br /&gt;oh baby, you're the best part of my day,&lt;br /&gt;this I say,&lt;br /&gt;my words all true,&lt;br /&gt;this I say,&lt;br /&gt;I love you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh baby baby,&lt;br /&gt;how I'm glad I found you,&lt;br /&gt;cause I knew,&lt;br /&gt;you're the one for me,&lt;br /&gt;you're the only one I see,&lt;br /&gt;like a bed of roses you bloom,&lt;br /&gt;like an angel you stood out,&lt;br /&gt;how you chase away the gloom,&lt;br /&gt;you're the one I can't live without,&lt;br /&gt;you're always on my mind,&lt;br /&gt;we're two of the same kind,&lt;br /&gt;hearts entwined,&lt;br /&gt;you're the one I've been trying to find,&lt;br /&gt;this love is all I need,&lt;br /&gt;this I concede,&lt;br /&gt;this love is all that I want,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this love is all I need, (all I need)&lt;br /&gt;you're all that I see, (all that I see)&lt;br /&gt;this love is all that I want, (all I want)&lt;br /&gt;my love for you's ocean deep, (ocean deep)&lt;br /&gt;never ending, (never ending)&lt;br /&gt;never dying,&lt;br /&gt;baby,&lt;br /&gt;You gave me a reason to smile,&lt;br /&gt;its you thats the reason.&lt;-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8727539146881326281-915167730848025897?l=lianzlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lianzlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/915167730848025897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8727539146881326281&amp;postID=915167730848025897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8727539146881326281/posts/default/915167730848025897'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8727539146881326281.post-1292307694552085761</id><published>2008-04-15T11:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T00:59:20.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time is now,&lt;br /&gt;take a bow,&lt;br /&gt;are you ready?&lt;br /&gt;hold your nerves steady,&lt;br /&gt;step up to the plate,&lt;br /&gt;its just another gate,&lt;br /&gt;show your moves, hit first base,&lt;br /&gt;leave the stage with the judges good taste,&lt;br /&gt;cause'&lt;br /&gt;its just another stage,&lt;br /&gt;free the moves from your head,&lt;br /&gt;its all there, only just caged,&lt;br /&gt;you'll be fine, this I said,&lt;br /&gt;strut your stuff without fear,&lt;br /&gt;take your moves up another gear,&lt;br /&gt;wow the crowd,&lt;br /&gt;thats what its all about,&lt;br /&gt;relax, calm your senses,&lt;br /&gt;don't put up any unnecessary defenses,&lt;br /&gt;theres no need for it,&lt;br /&gt;never give up, never quit,&lt;br /&gt;calmness is the key,&lt;br /&gt;open your eyes wider, that you'll see,&lt;br /&gt;with that I wish you all the best,&lt;br /&gt;you know you can do it, now show the rest,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8727539146881326281-1292307694552085761?l=lianzlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lianzlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/1292307694552085761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8727539146881326281&amp;postID=1292307694552085761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8727539146881326281/posts/default/1292307694552085761'/><link rel='self' 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sinking,&lt;br /&gt;I wake up every morning thinking,&lt;br /&gt;do you love me like you did yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;that's all that you'll have to say,&lt;br /&gt;I hope you know it'll make my day,&lt;br /&gt;your love's whats keeping me at bay,&lt;br /&gt;I'll never be led astray,&lt;br /&gt;you're the one I think about everyday,&lt;br /&gt;when you're not here, my life's in disarray,&lt;br /&gt;how I pray silently that forever you'll stay,&lt;br /&gt;here in my heart, nothing can replace you,&lt;br /&gt;my feelings for you ever so true,&lt;br /&gt;that, I hope you knew,&lt;br /&gt;never once did my thoughts not contain you,&lt;br /&gt;you stuck on my mind like an addiction,&lt;br /&gt;I tell you this with such conviction,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The curse of love's part of life,&lt;br /&gt;sometimes it cuts you like a knife,&lt;br /&gt;thoughts tend to wander freely,&lt;br /&gt;it asks questions, some starts with really?&lt;br /&gt;how the heart holds one so dearly,&lt;br /&gt;I can't imagine the days without you,&lt;br /&gt;I only think of the times I spent with you,&lt;br /&gt;if you question this, don't, cause its all true,&lt;br /&gt;for the lovebirds,&lt;br /&gt;the joy in three simple words,&lt;br /&gt;it gives you wings,&lt;br /&gt;it takes you to the skies,&lt;br /&gt;over the clouds the soul flies,&lt;br /&gt;reach for the stars, it ain't impossible,&lt;br /&gt;with love, any thing's possible,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times you can be a mystery,&lt;br /&gt;at times I feel as if we're history,&lt;br /&gt;but at times you assure me of your love,&lt;br /&gt;you send them on a beautiful pair of doves,&lt;br /&gt;you say those words and bring me back down,&lt;br /&gt;what goes around comes around,&lt;br /&gt;how quickly I fall, back to the ground,&lt;br /&gt;we're in a crowd, but no one makes a sound,&lt;br /&gt;how quickly those moments pass,&lt;br /&gt;I just want that moments to last,&lt;br /&gt;trying to get it back, a net to cast,&lt;br /&gt;a mind on the waters, a hand on the mast,&lt;br /&gt;in an instant its back to thinking,&lt;br /&gt;a distress call, the ship's still sinking,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The curse of love's part of life,&lt;br /&gt;sometimes it cuts you like a knife,&lt;br /&gt;thoughts tend to wander freely,&lt;br /&gt;it asks questions, some starts with really?&lt;br /&gt;how the heart holds one so dearly,&lt;br /&gt;I can't imagine the days without you,&lt;br /&gt;I only think of the times I spent with you,&lt;br /&gt;if you question this, don't, cause its all true,&lt;br /&gt;for the lovebirds,&lt;br /&gt;the joy in three simple words,&lt;br /&gt;it gives you wings,&lt;br /&gt;it takes you to the skies,&lt;br /&gt;over the clouds the soul flies,&lt;br /&gt;reach for the stars, it ain't impossible,&lt;br /&gt;with love, any thing's possible,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why can't loving you be so simple,&lt;br /&gt;a loving smile, a cute dimple,&lt;br /&gt;just the both of us, lost to the world,&lt;br /&gt;we'll sit and just watch the leaves swirl,&lt;br /&gt;oh, do you know how much I love you girl,&lt;br /&gt;we'll lie under the stars,&lt;br /&gt;forgetting everything, even the scars,&lt;br /&gt;gazing into each other's eyes,&lt;br /&gt;the love in us never dies,&lt;br /&gt;lying in each other's arms,&lt;br /&gt;lost to everything, how much your eyes charms,&lt;br /&gt;hear the constant beats of the heart,&lt;br /&gt;if my life's a play, you play an important part,&lt;br /&gt;lets just enjoy each other's company now,&lt;br /&gt;don't question, don't ask how,&lt;br /&gt;we'll smear ice cream on our faces for the fun of it,&lt;br /&gt;we'll scream during movies until they'll evacuate us from our seats,&lt;br /&gt;we'll have so much fun till we don't want it to end,&lt;br /&gt;heaven had me thinking you were god-sent,&lt;br /&gt;how I wish this could all be true,&lt;br /&gt;I've got a simple question for you,&lt;br /&gt;If I suddenly left this world, what would you do,&lt;-&lt;div 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Lian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10618040942545805241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rWZPhnGL93c/SKU8ndfZzWI/AAAAAAAABM0/8aCeE-xYUbQ/S220/Me+at+FFT+9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8727539146881326281.post-1009788459960533083</id><published>2008-04-13T01:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T01:46:34.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hear The Cries</title><content type='html'>Title: Hear The Cries&lt;br /&gt;By: Ivan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&gt;A sound of a newborn wailing,&lt;br /&gt;but one knows, life ain't smooth sailing,&lt;br /&gt;he lies in his mother's arms for the first time,&lt;br /&gt;he tries the art of the mime,&lt;br /&gt;he copies his mother's smile by showing his,&lt;br /&gt;what joy that smile gave, that's life as it is,&lt;br /&gt;but its full of strange and dark twists,&lt;br /&gt;hide the child under the unwanted glares,&lt;br /&gt;shield him from the constant stares,&lt;br /&gt;he ventures out as much as he dares,&lt;br /&gt;but he knows, all his mother does is cares,&lt;br /&gt;all the experiences she's willing to share,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a cycle,&lt;br /&gt;its a life cycle,&lt;br /&gt;a baby's born,&lt;br /&gt;hear the cries,&lt;br /&gt;he live his life,&lt;br /&gt;its full of twists,&lt;br /&gt;its full of turns,&lt;br /&gt;he finds out how easy it is to get burned,&lt;br /&gt;his chances spurned,&lt;br /&gt;his falls sick,&lt;br /&gt;there ain't a cure,&lt;br /&gt;there ain't a soul so pure,&lt;br /&gt;he finally dies,&lt;br /&gt;hear the cries,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she teaches him how to play fair,&lt;br /&gt;the way of life, its wrong to swear,&lt;br /&gt;he should never ever compare,&lt;br /&gt;how she leads him, a life to prepare,&lt;br /&gt;how to pick himself up when in despair,&lt;br /&gt;she gets him aiming,aim to be a millionaire,&lt;br /&gt;she even teaches him the meaning of solitaire,&lt;br /&gt;where one has to be on the game,&lt;br /&gt;making the moves never the same,&lt;br /&gt;learning not just to be anyone but one that makes a difference,&lt;br /&gt;from the term, we learn how to make an inference,&lt;br /&gt;He grows up, living life to the fullest,&lt;br /&gt;how he lives his life, oh so modest,&lt;br /&gt;his mother's words still ringing in his ear,&lt;br /&gt;that's the purpose, it was to hear,&lt;br /&gt;all that she had to teach,&lt;br /&gt;of all the times she had to preach,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a cycle,&lt;br /&gt;its a life cycle,&lt;br /&gt;a baby's born,&lt;br /&gt;hear the cries,&lt;br /&gt;he live his life,&lt;br /&gt;its full of twists,&lt;br /&gt;its full of turns,&lt;br /&gt;he finds out how easy it is to get burned,&lt;br /&gt;his chances spurned,&lt;br /&gt;his falls sick,&lt;br /&gt;there ain't a cure,&lt;br /&gt;there ain't a soul so pure,&lt;br /&gt;he finally dies,&lt;br /&gt;hear the cries,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he ages, his life full of ups and downs,&lt;br /&gt;he takes ages to count the number of frowns,&lt;br /&gt;the stage has been cleared, its empty,&lt;br /&gt;its time, the time's come to cross the gantry,&lt;br /&gt;how his death have been so impending,&lt;br /&gt;twist after twist, the story has to have an ending,&lt;br /&gt;his life flashes before his very eyes,&lt;br /&gt;he breathes his last, he finally dies,&lt;br /&gt;hear the cries, &lt;-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8727539146881326281-1009788459960533083?l=lianzlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lianzlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/1009788459960533083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rWZPhnGL93c/SKU8ndfZzWI/AAAAAAAABM0/8aCeE-xYUbQ/S220/Me+at+FFT+9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8727539146881326281.post-8374520857464520821</id><published>2008-04-11T01:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T09:45:44.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Facade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rWZPhnGL93c/SAYTvv4eC6I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/YYpxZDtt6h4/s1600-h/DSC00250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rWZPhnGL93c/SAYTvv4eC6I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/YYpxZDtt6h4/s320/DSC00250.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189857331619171234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title: Facade&lt;br /&gt;By: Ivan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&gt;He goes about with a smile on his face,&lt;br /&gt;people think its a promising life he chase,&lt;br /&gt;he goes about appearing happy and trouble free,&lt;br /&gt;it seems nothing in life would disagree,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how appearances can be deceiving,&lt;br /&gt;how he got people believing,&lt;br /&gt;but like in every story, there's a twist,&lt;br /&gt;he only justs hides it behind a mist,&lt;br /&gt;a smile can change a look,&lt;br /&gt;but a look further you took,&lt;br /&gt;and you'll start to learn,&lt;br /&gt;how his soul has crashed and burn,&lt;br /&gt;there are always two sides of a coin,&lt;br /&gt;but what happens if you take them to join,&lt;br /&gt;a piece of advice, hold on tight,&lt;br /&gt;cause you're in for a roller coaster ride,&lt;br /&gt;his life passes by you in a sight,&lt;br /&gt;you'll see of the pain he went through,&lt;br /&gt;of the statements in life so true,&lt;br /&gt;or the answers he only wished he knew,&lt;br /&gt;if the times spent were just wasted,&lt;br /&gt;or the blood from his heart he tasted,&lt;br /&gt;was real, (real)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his smile hides the sorrows deep inside,&lt;br /&gt;his laugh hides the pain of the times he cried,&lt;br /&gt;every thing's all a facade, just a lie,&lt;br /&gt;how he wished it was the time to die,&lt;br /&gt;when all troubles would come to an end,&lt;br /&gt;no more that he needs to pretend,&lt;br /&gt;nor funerals he has to attend,&lt;br /&gt;for they would be at his,&lt;br /&gt;in life as it is,&lt;br /&gt;there ain't such a thing as eternal bliss,&lt;br /&gt;look at how they bid a farewell kiss,&lt;br /&gt;it ain't worth their time,&lt;br /&gt;nor any of their miserable dimes,&lt;br /&gt;they don't even care,&lt;br /&gt;it was like he wasn't even there,&lt;br /&gt;he regrets pouring out his feelings to share,&lt;br /&gt;now he's left broken,&lt;br /&gt;the words have been spoken,&lt;br /&gt;take a seat, bear the heat,&lt;br /&gt;listen, as the devil reads the creed,&lt;br /&gt;his life bears no meaning already,&lt;br /&gt;take his hands, hold it steady,&lt;br /&gt;it may be the last you'll ever see of him,&lt;br /&gt;how a smile turns into a face so grim, &lt;-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8727539146881326281-8374520857464520821?l=lianzlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lianzlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/8374520857464520821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8727539146881326281&amp;postID=8374520857464520821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8727539146881326281/posts/default/8374520857464520821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8727539146881326281/posts/default/8374520857464520821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lianzlyrics.blogspot.com/2008/04/facade.html' title='Facade'/><author><name>Ivan Lian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10618040942545805241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rWZPhnGL93c/SKU8ndfZzWI/AAAAAAAABM0/8aCeE-xYUbQ/S220/Me+at+FFT+9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rWZPhnGL93c/SAYTvv4eC6I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/YYpxZDtt6h4/s72-c/DSC00250.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8727539146881326281.post-4914109181593184888</id><published>2008-04-09T01:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T09:45:44.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Evil Dollar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rWZPhnGL93c/SAYgyv4eC_I/AAAAAAAAAsw/zCGLKjSSoRE/s1600-h/665434_dollarsign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rWZPhnGL93c/SAYgyv4eC_I/AAAAAAAAAsw/zCGLKjSSoRE/s320/665434_dollarsign.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189871676809939954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title: The Evil Dollar&lt;br /&gt;By: Ivan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A thousand bombs are dropping down,&lt;br /&gt;they're dropping all around,&lt;br /&gt;going off at the nearest towns,&lt;br /&gt;hear the beating heart beats fading,&lt;br /&gt;the bombs continue cascading,&lt;br /&gt;leveling the ground till its nothing but flat,&lt;br /&gt;every thing's gone, down to the last rat,&lt;br /&gt;but what purpose calls for this,&lt;br /&gt;its the dollar, screams those that still exists,&lt;br /&gt;take it by the collar,&lt;br /&gt;hear the holler,&lt;br /&gt;the sound of the evil dollar, (x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a child cries are heard loud and clear,&lt;br /&gt;he's living his life in fear,&lt;br /&gt;ask yourselves is this fair?&lt;br /&gt;do you really even care?&lt;br /&gt;how he wishes for a bit of your life to share,&lt;br /&gt;wishing as much as he dare,&lt;br /&gt;as much as he hates to admit,&lt;br /&gt;he would give his prized possession for it,&lt;br /&gt;he reaches for his only button on his shirt,&lt;br /&gt;keep it safe, he gives it, his hands covered in dirt,&lt;br /&gt;evil itself has been outdone,&lt;br /&gt;tell me, what justice is being done,&lt;br /&gt;a second passes, another father loses a son,&lt;br /&gt;but hear the orders, the war has barely begun,&lt;br /&gt;the killing goes on like there's no tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;all it does is leave a trail of sorrows,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A thousand bombs are dropping down,&lt;br /&gt;they're dropping all around,&lt;br /&gt;going off at the nearest towns,&lt;br /&gt;hear the beating heart beats fading,&lt;br /&gt;the bombs continue cascading,&lt;br /&gt;leveling the ground till its nothing but flat,&lt;br /&gt;every thing's gone, down to the last rat,&lt;br /&gt;but what purpose calls for this,&lt;br /&gt;its the dollar, screams those that still exists,&lt;br /&gt;take it by the collar,&lt;br /&gt;hear the holler,&lt;br /&gt;the sound of the evil dollar,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you turn on the news and there's only one story,&lt;br /&gt;its all about how the country's fighting for glory,&lt;br /&gt;but what glory is there by killing the innocent,&lt;br /&gt;you can't even find an official thats half decent,&lt;br /&gt;tell me whats all this fighting over oil,&lt;br /&gt;why can't they just play fair and share the spoils,&lt;br /&gt;a child cries over his loved one gone forever,&lt;br /&gt;never coming back at all, highlight the word never,&lt;br /&gt;the name of the game's greed,&lt;br /&gt;nothing is spared, not even a growing seed,&lt;br /&gt;hear the cries, hear the sadness of the dead,&lt;br /&gt;they can't believe what they died for, what's being said,&lt;br /&gt;how they died for the simplest of things,&lt;br /&gt;what the evil dollar really brings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A thousand bombs are dropping down,&lt;br /&gt;they're dropping all around,&lt;br /&gt;going off at the nearest towns,&lt;br /&gt;hear the beating heart beats fading,&lt;br /&gt;the bombs continue cascading,&lt;br /&gt;leveling the ground till its nothing but flat,&lt;br /&gt;every thing's gone, down to the last rat,&lt;br /&gt;but what purpose calls for this,&lt;br /&gt;its the dollar, screams those that still exists,&lt;br /&gt;take it by the collar,&lt;br /&gt;hear the holler,&lt;br /&gt;the sound of the evil dollar,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sound of the evil dollar,&lt;br /&gt;hear the holler,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8727539146881326281-4914109181593184888?l=lianzlyrics.blogspot.com' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rWZPhnGL93c/SKU8ndfZzWI/AAAAAAAABM0/8aCeE-xYUbQ/S220/Me+at+FFT+9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rWZPhnGL93c/SAYgyv4eC_I/AAAAAAAAAsw/zCGLKjSSoRE/s72-c/665434_dollarsign.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8727539146881326281.post-262602082327763694</id><published>2008-04-01T01:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T09:45:45.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm With You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rWZPhnGL93c/SAYTUP4eC5I/AAAAAAAAAsI/YnDk7bWMxbQ/s1600-h/DSC00720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rWZPhnGL93c/SAYTUP4eC5I/AAAAAAAAAsI/YnDk7bWMxbQ/s320/DSC00720.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189856859172768658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title: I'm With You&lt;br /&gt;By: Ivan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a cold, cold night,&lt;br /&gt;but with you by my side,&lt;br /&gt;its not the cold but love that bites,&lt;br /&gt;but what i'm feeling ain't right,&lt;br /&gt;what's wrong?&lt;br /&gt;is there something you hide,&lt;br /&gt;locked away in the deepest corners,&lt;br /&gt;you're running away,&lt;br /&gt;running away in fright,&lt;br /&gt;it just passes like the day,&lt;br /&gt;and how it turns to night,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you realize how much I care,&lt;br /&gt;all my feelings i'm willing to share,&lt;br /&gt;look forward don't look back,&lt;br /&gt;the past hurts i know,&lt;br /&gt;forget everything but it ain't gonna be easy,&lt;br /&gt;please baby, just try,&lt;br /&gt;keep your mind busy,&lt;br /&gt;don't leave me hanging i'll die,&lt;br /&gt;i'll stick by your side,&lt;br /&gt;i'll stick by your side,&lt;br /&gt;i'll never let go if you don't want me to,&lt;br /&gt;baby please let me be a part of you,&lt;br /&gt;my love for you's true,&lt;br /&gt;like the deep blue sea,&lt;br /&gt;listen to my heart its a plea,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a new day starts like it always do,&lt;br /&gt;baby start afresh it ain't too late to,&lt;br /&gt;know of the love I have for you,&lt;br /&gt;know that i'll always be here,&lt;br /&gt;the years pass year after year,&lt;br /&gt;i'll embrace you there's nothing to fear,&lt;br /&gt;look me in the eyes,&lt;br /&gt;i ain't telling lies,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you realize how much I care,&lt;br /&gt;all my feelings i'm willing to share,&lt;br /&gt;look forward don't look back,&lt;br /&gt;the past hurts i know,&lt;br /&gt;forget everything but it ain't gonna be easy,&lt;br /&gt;please baby, just try,&lt;br /&gt;keep your mind busy,&lt;br /&gt;don't leave me hanging i'll die,&lt;br /&gt;i'll stick by your side,&lt;br /&gt;i'll stick by your side,&lt;br /&gt;i'll never let go if you don't want me to,&lt;br /&gt;baby please let me be a part of you,&lt;br /&gt;my love for you's true,&lt;br /&gt;like the deep blue sea,&lt;br /&gt;listen to my heart its a plea,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the waves come crashing down on us,&lt;br /&gt;its testing,&lt;br /&gt;testing the winds touching the sand's a plus,&lt;br /&gt;its testing,&lt;br /&gt;testing how long our love will last,&lt;br /&gt;its moving,&lt;br /&gt;moving the hearts and minds,&lt;br /&gt;its leeching,&lt;br /&gt;leeching my blood dry and it ain't kind,&lt;br /&gt;but I stand fast with my feelings,&lt;br /&gt;its the important thing i'm dealing,&lt;br /&gt;have i lost my mind,&lt;br /&gt;have i fallen too deep,&lt;br /&gt;its my blood that seeps,&lt;br /&gt;you're the only one that matters now,&lt;br /&gt;its time, time for my last bow,&lt;br /&gt;a tearful farewell to the crowd,&lt;br /&gt;oh how cupid would be proud,&lt;br /&gt;he says he went too far,&lt;br /&gt;more than he's allowed,&lt;br /&gt;the prodigy has finally fallen,&lt;br /&gt;its the heart that he's stolen,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby baby i love you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby baby i do,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby baby, its all true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8727539146881326281-262602082327763694?l=lianzlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lianzlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/262602082327763694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8727539146881326281&amp;postID=262602082327763694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8727539146881326281/posts/default/262602082327763694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8727539146881326281/posts/default/262602082327763694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lianzlyrics.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-with-you.html' title='I&apos;m With You'/><author><name>Ivan Lian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10618040942545805241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rWZPhnGL93c/SKU8ndfZzWI/AAAAAAAABM0/8aCeE-xYUbQ/S220/Me+at+FFT+9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rWZPhnGL93c/SAYTUP4eC5I/AAAAAAAAAsI/YnDk7bWMxbQ/s72-c/DSC00720.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8727539146881326281.post-4044505103123186356</id><published>2008-03-29T01:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T09:45:45.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Were Here</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rWZPhnGL93c/SAYSe_4eC4I/AAAAAAAAAsA/4TcuSviZ3tQ/s1600-h/DSC02668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rWZPhnGL93c/SAYSe_4eC4I/AAAAAAAAAsA/4TcuSviZ3tQ/s320/DSC02668.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189855944344734594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Title: Out Of Sight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;By: Ivan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hourglass turns, the time has come,&lt;br /&gt;the sand filters out, everything's coming undone,&lt;br /&gt;I lie awake, trying my hardest not to think,&lt;br /&gt;not to think,&lt;br /&gt;but the image it portrays its getting harder to blink,&lt;br /&gt;Hear me pour my heart out, hear what I have to say,&lt;br /&gt;pictures of you flashes by all throughout the day,&lt;br /&gt;It running through my mind like a train never stopping,&lt;br /&gt;you left, the door wide open, my heart left wanting,&lt;br /&gt;what brought about this, what's happening..&lt;br /&gt;It's an unexpected change, my head's still spinning,&lt;br /&gt;Its a long lonely broken road I now walk down,&lt;br /&gt;Stop,&lt;br /&gt;Look,&lt;br /&gt;Listen,&lt;br /&gt;there isn't a sound...&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's moving, no life, no future,&lt;br /&gt;the time's come, life's no purpose, it ends here,&lt;br /&gt;my soul's gone with the wind hear the song,&lt;br /&gt;whispering in your ear, the song ends, I'm gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were here by my side,&lt;br /&gt;everything seemed alright,&lt;br /&gt;when you were here by my side,&lt;br /&gt;even the wrong seemed right,&lt;br /&gt;but now you're gone,&lt;br /&gt;its reaching out to you with this song,&lt;br /&gt;you're out of sight,&lt;br /&gt;I still think about you night after night.&lt;br /&gt;you're in my dreams all the time,&lt;br /&gt;love seems like a victimless crime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day turns dark its night,&lt;br /&gt;i'm running, running away in fright,&lt;br /&gt;run away from the thoughts of losing you,&lt;br /&gt;you're on my heart just like a tattoo,&lt;br /&gt;the waves come crashing down,&lt;br /&gt;the hearts sinking, its about to drown,&lt;br /&gt;the face changes, a smile to a frown,&lt;br /&gt;without you here life's nothing,&lt;br /&gt;your name's written on the wing,&lt;br /&gt;spread out and fly into another place,&lt;br /&gt;the only thought in my mind's your face,&lt;br /&gt;now i'm walking without a direction,&lt;br /&gt;someone just meet me at the intersection,&lt;br /&gt;show me you have this feeling called affection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were here by my side,&lt;br /&gt;everything seemed alright,&lt;br /&gt;when you were here by my side,&lt;br /&gt;even the wrong seemed right,&lt;br /&gt;but now you're gone,&lt;br /&gt;its reaching out to you with this song,&lt;br /&gt;you're out of sight,&lt;br /&gt;I still think about you night after night.&lt;br /&gt;you're in my dreams all the time,&lt;br /&gt;love seems like a victimless crime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rain comes tapping on my window,&lt;br /&gt;its a sign, its telling me to go,&lt;br /&gt;to a place where there's no emotions,&lt;br /&gt;a land full of thousands of oceans.&lt;br /&gt;A light shimmers from above,&lt;br /&gt;its a picture, only a picture of love,&lt;br /&gt;its one which can't be reached,&lt;br /&gt;till you hold it dear, your heart's switched,&lt;br /&gt;feel the constant beats of the heart in need,&lt;br /&gt;its sold to the highest bidder like a house deed,&lt;br /&gt;its bleeding, can't you hear it screaming?&lt;br /&gt;the tears flow down, its streaming.&lt;br /&gt;choose, choose wisely its yours for the taking,&lt;br /&gt;whatever it is, its your own decision your making,&lt;br /&gt;not one that is influenced, not one that isn't yours,&lt;br /&gt;follow your heart, its already an unopened door,&lt;br /&gt;let the world engulf you, senses and all on the floor,&lt;br /&gt;take your time, but it ain't gonna last forever,&lt;br /&gt;evade the topic, but please don't say never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were here by my side,&lt;br /&gt;everything seemed alright,&lt;br /&gt;when you were here by my side,&lt;br /&gt;even the wrong seemed right,&lt;br /&gt;but now you're gone,&lt;br /&gt;its reaching out to you with this song,&lt;br /&gt;you're out of sight,&lt;br /&gt;I still think about you night after night.&lt;br /&gt;you're in my dreams all the time,&lt;br /&gt;love seems like a victimless crime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were here by my side,&lt;br /&gt;everything seemed alright,&lt;br /&gt;when you were here by my side,&lt;br /&gt;even the wrong seemed right,&lt;br /&gt;but now you're gone,&lt;br /&gt;its reaching out to you with this song,&lt;br /&gt;you're in my dreams all the time,&lt;br /&gt;love seems like a victimless crime....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8727539146881326281-4044505103123186356?l=lianzlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lianzlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/4044505103123186356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8727539146881326281&amp;postID=4044505103123186356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8727539146881326281/posts/default/4044505103123186356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8727539146881326281/posts/default/4044505103123186356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lianzlyrics.blogspot.com/2008/04/you-were-here.html' title='You Were Here'/><author><name>Ivan Lian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10618040942545805241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rWZPhnGL93c/SKU8ndfZzWI/AAAAAAAABM0/8aCeE-xYUbQ/S220/Me+at+FFT+9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rWZPhnGL93c/SAYSe_4eC4I/AAAAAAAAAsA/4TcuSviZ3tQ/s72-c/DSC02668.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
