tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350532372011-04-21T13:51:33.971-07:00Let Us Obtain That This Life Is Something DifferentThe Suáhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06226638626718038732noreply@blogger.comBlogger41100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35053237.post-1159671778384084332006-09-30T19:56:00.000-07:002006-09-30T20:40:30.153-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/852/3893/1600/end.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/852/3893/320/end.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />the end of story... jeje<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35053237-115967177838408433?l=thesu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>The Suáhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06226638626718038732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35053237.post-1159580753122687252006-09-29T18:39:00.000-07:002006-09-29T18:48:23.673-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/852/3893/1600/Suarenho.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/852/3893/320/Suarenho.jpg" border="1" alt="" /></a><br />We'll do it all, everything, on our own <br />We don't need anything or anyone <br /><br />If I lay here <br />If I just lay here <br />Would you lay with me <br />And just forget the world <br /><br />I don't quite know how to say how I feel <br />Those three words are said too much <br />They're not enough <br /><br />If I lay here <br />If I just lay here <br />Would you lay with me <br />And just forget the world <br />Forget what we're told <br />Before we get too old <br />Show me a garden that's bursting into life <br /><br />Let's waste time <br />Chasing cars <br />Around our heads <br />I need your grace to remind me <br />To find my own <br /><br />If I lay here <br />If I just lay here <br />Would you lay with me <br />And just forget the world <br />Forget what we're told <br />Before we get too old <br />Show me a garden that's bursting into life <br /><br />All that I am <br />All that I ever was <br />Is here in your perfect eyes <br />They're all I can see <br />I don't know where <br />Confused about how as well <br />I just know that these things <br />Will never change for us at all <br /><br />If I lay here <br />If I just lay here <br />Would you lay with me <br />And just forget the world<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35053237-115958075312268725?l=thesu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>The Suáhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06226638626718038732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35053237.post-1159549757598257602006-09-29T10:05:00.000-07:002006-09-29T10:09:17.606-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/852/3893/1600/yo%20jajaja.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/852/3893/320/yo%20jajaja.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br />All this feels strange and untrue <br />And I won't waste a minute without you <br />My bones ache, my skin feels cold <br />And I'm getting so tired and so old <br /><br />The anger swells in my guts <br />And I won't feel these slices and cuts <br />I want so much to open your eyes <br />Cos I need you to look into mine <br /><br />Tell me that you'll open your eyes<br />Tell me that you'll open your eyes<br />Tell me that you'll open your eyes<br /><br />Get up, get out, get away from these liars <br />Cos they don't get your soul or your fire <br />Take my hand, knot your fingers through mine <br />And we'll walk from this dark room for the last time <br /><br />Every minute from this minute now <br />We can do what we like anywhere <br />I want so much to open your eyes <br />Cos I need you to look into mine <br /><br />Tell me that you'll open your eyes<br />Tell me that you'll open your eyes<br />Tell me that you'll open your eyes<br /><br />All this feels strange and untrue <br />And I won't waste a minute without you<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35053237-115954975759825760?l=thesu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>The Suáhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06226638626718038732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35053237.post-1159283573994054152006-09-26T07:51:00.000-07:002006-09-26T08:25:16.350-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/852/3893/1600/annphoto.0.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/852/3893/200/annphoto.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />Is just a choice<br />But I never learned enough<br />To listen to the voice that said<br />Always love<br />Hate will get you every time<br />Always love<br />Don’t wait till the finish line<br />Slow demands come round<br />Squeeze the air and keep the rest out<br />It helps to write it down<br />Even when you then cross it out<br />Always Love<br />Hate will get you every time<br />Always Love<br />Don’t wait till the finish line<br />Self-directed lives<br />I wanna know what it’d be like to<br />Aim so high above<br />Any card that get dealt, you<br />Always Love...(8)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35053237-115928357399405415?l=thesu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>The Suáhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06226638626718038732noreply@blogger.com0