<?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-38521936</id><updated>2011-09-08T00:40:55.487-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lyric Hut</title><subtitle type='html'>I have always loved music and have been very fond of the lyrics that make up a song. This is my place to post some of the lyrics I have written. 

 If you would like to use one or more of my lyrics I will be happy to give you a release to do so. Please email me for details.

Please feel free to leave your comments as well!

Thanks! Mark

Skunkcrazy@aol.com</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Cerebralwaste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205857239042352365</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>58</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38521936.post-251491613551177784</id><published>2007-12-09T18:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T19:00:29.541-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Why Can't I have Her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had painted lips&lt;br /&gt;and lipstick eyes&lt;br /&gt;A body to die for o why o why&lt;br /&gt;Can't I have her.....&lt;br /&gt;Can't I have her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She could move real fast&lt;br /&gt;Even though it seemed slow&lt;br /&gt;You could feel the earth shake&lt;br /&gt;When she breathed low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But tell me why.. Oh why....&lt;br /&gt;Can't I have her......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wore painted on jeans&lt;br /&gt;with 3 inch heals&lt;br /&gt;To see her hair flow&lt;br /&gt;Was like watching a goddess in the breeze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But tell me why.. Oh why&lt;br /&gt;Can't I have her.. Can't I have her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I wouldn't call it lust&lt;br /&gt;I might drown from this hate&lt;br /&gt;I'm a simple guy who like what he sees&lt;br /&gt;and I'll do whatever it takes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But tell me why.. Oh why&lt;br /&gt;Can't I have her&lt;br /&gt;But tell me why.. Oh why&lt;br /&gt;Can't I have her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I wanna know!) Yeah Yeah Yeah&lt;br /&gt;(Bridge)&lt;br /&gt;Can't someone tell me&lt;br /&gt;Just explain&lt;br /&gt;The intimacies she's looking for&lt;br /&gt;So I won't go insane&lt;br /&gt;Oh Oh I gotta have her&lt;br /&gt;Someone tell me why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;But tell me why.. Oh why&lt;br /&gt;Can't I have her&lt;br /&gt;But tell me why.. Oh why&lt;br /&gt;Can't I have her (repeat and fade)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;copywrite 2007 jmd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38521936-251491613551177784?l=lyrichut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/feeds/251491613551177784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38521936&amp;postID=251491613551177784&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/251491613551177784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/251491613551177784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/2007/12/why-cant-i-have-her-she-had-painted.html' title=''/><author><name>Cerebralwaste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205857239042352365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38521936.post-4212804724301615411</id><published>2007-11-27T15:06:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T15:40:02.736-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Momma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Momma&lt;br /&gt;They're calling me away&lt;br /&gt;And I've got no place left to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Momma&lt;br /&gt;Why did they do this thing&lt;br /&gt;Did they think that we would run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's not my country that's falling&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;She still holds high against the breeze&lt;br /&gt;And it's not my country that'll be running&lt;br /&gt;o no&lt;br /&gt;They're gonna taste some misery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(bridge)&lt;br /&gt;See the silver wings flyin' high&lt;br /&gt;Hear the footsteps marchin' by and by&lt;br /&gt;And can't you see I've got no where left to run&lt;br /&gt;Better sign me up... Before it's all done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Momma&lt;br /&gt;I'm going off to war&lt;br /&gt;Gonna make my nation safe&lt;br /&gt;Yes I'm tempting fate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;Momma&lt;br /&gt;It's something I feel I must do&lt;br /&gt;Please don't stay awake&lt;br /&gt;Pray I'll stay safe.&lt;br /&gt;And don't let them think that we are fools&lt;br /&gt;Cuz it's something I must do.&lt;br /&gt;There's freedom from this land&lt;br /&gt;And since there's hope we must stand&lt;br /&gt;And not run away, (and not run away..)&lt;br /&gt;we must stand and fight... For this land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;copywrite 2007 jmd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38521936-4212804724301615411?l=lyrichut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/feeds/4212804724301615411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38521936&amp;postID=4212804724301615411&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/4212804724301615411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/4212804724301615411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/2007/11/momma-momma-there-calling-me-away-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Cerebralwaste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205857239042352365</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-38521936.post-3071526837131094668</id><published>2007-11-26T11:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T11:32:17.898-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHAT?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What....&lt;br /&gt;You gotta jump down&lt;br /&gt;turn around and&lt;br /&gt;tell me what you feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What&lt;br /&gt;Slow down&lt;br /&gt;Don't act like a clown&lt;br /&gt;and let will be.. be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've been moving a little father away&lt;br /&gt;Take a chance on nothingness&lt;br /&gt;Or is it the price you have to pay.. to play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT?..&lt;br /&gt;Now tell me what you see&lt;br /&gt;What...&lt;br /&gt;Is that a fairy land on the sea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now talk to me baby&lt;br /&gt;I'm not hard to reach&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what you feel inside&lt;br /&gt;Is there a possibility&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT?&lt;br /&gt;WHAT?&lt;br /&gt;WHAT? What's gonna be will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What&lt;br /&gt;You say the devil's an only child&lt;br /&gt;Look into my eyes and let me be your devil tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT?&lt;br /&gt;Now tell me what you see&lt;br /&gt;What...&lt;br /&gt;Is that a fairy land on the sea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now talk to me baby&lt;br /&gt;I'm not hard to reach&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what you feel inside&lt;br /&gt;Is there a possibility&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT?&lt;br /&gt;WHAT?&lt;br /&gt;WHAT? What's gonna be will be.&lt;br /&gt;What's gonna be will be.&lt;br /&gt;What's gonna be will be.&lt;br /&gt;Will it be you and me? WHAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;copywirte 2007 JMD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving "funk" sound with a heavy bass will serve these diddy lyrics just fine! Takers anyone? This lyric has the band Extreme written all over it. Gary? Nuno? Pat? Paul?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38521936-3071526837131094668?l=lyrichut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/feeds/3071526837131094668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38521936&amp;postID=3071526837131094668&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/3071526837131094668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/3071526837131094668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/2007/11/what-what.html' title=''/><author><name>Cerebralwaste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205857239042352365</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-38521936.post-2082745279589402988</id><published>2007-11-18T13:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T08:11:57.626-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Turn out the lights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She stood about 5 foot 3&lt;br /&gt;And had those painted lips..&lt;br /&gt;Yeah she'd drive me wild&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd ask her her name&lt;br /&gt;but I tripped on mine&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I might go insane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when she took me by the hand&lt;br /&gt;I knew it was now or never&lt;br /&gt;(and) It was gonna be alright&lt;br /&gt;I might be young&lt;br /&gt;but I'll be older tonight&lt;br /&gt;He baby "TURN OUT THE LIGHTS"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;strong&gt;chorus&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Turn out the lights, it's now or never&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna be your man tonight&lt;br /&gt;Turn out the lights, IT'S NOW OR NEVER&lt;br /&gt;Turn out the lights&lt;br /&gt;Turn out the lights&lt;br /&gt;Turn out the lights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said the right words&lt;br /&gt;And she talked the game&lt;br /&gt;Yeah she'd drove me wild&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to be cool&lt;br /&gt;But I looked like a fool&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I might be on the loose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when she took me by the hand&lt;br /&gt;I knew it was now or never&lt;br /&gt;(and) It was gonna be alright&lt;br /&gt;I might be young&lt;br /&gt;but I'll be older tonight&lt;br /&gt;He baby "TURN OUT THE LIGHTS"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn out the lights, it's now or never&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna be your man tonight&lt;br /&gt;Turn out the lights, IT'S NOW OR NEVER&lt;br /&gt;Turn out the lights&lt;br /&gt;Turn out the lights&lt;br /&gt;Turn out the lights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;copywrite 2007 JMD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38521936-2082745279589402988?l=lyrichut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/feeds/2082745279589402988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38521936&amp;postID=2082745279589402988&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/2082745279589402988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/2082745279589402988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/2007/11/turn-out-lights-she-stood-about-5-foot.html' title=''/><author><name>Cerebralwaste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205857239042352365</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-38521936.post-6400043833417794753</id><published>2007-11-18T13:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T15:41:24.835-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PUSH AND SHOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the time is right&lt;br /&gt;Luck will be on your side&lt;br /&gt;And the storm will be out at sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can bide your time&lt;br /&gt;If you feel it is right&lt;br /&gt;Or you can let what will be.. be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(bridge)&lt;br /&gt;And I see you still standing there&lt;br /&gt;I see you and I'm not there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Push and shove&lt;br /&gt;Open the door&lt;br /&gt;Push and shove&lt;br /&gt;I can't take it anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I see you still standing there&lt;br /&gt;I see you and I'm not there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Push and shove&lt;br /&gt;Open the door&lt;br /&gt;Push and shove&lt;br /&gt;Can't take it anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I see you still standing there&lt;br /&gt;I see you and I'm not there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;COPYWRITE 2007 jmd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38521936-6400043833417794753?l=lyrichut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/feeds/6400043833417794753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38521936&amp;postID=6400043833417794753&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/6400043833417794753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/6400043833417794753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/2007/11/push-and-shove-when-time-is-right-luck.html' title=''/><author><name>Cerebralwaste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205857239042352365</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-38521936.post-560754637986257388</id><published>2007-11-18T10:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T10:49:51.796-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TORE MY HEART IN TWO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I sometimes don't know&lt;br /&gt;Just what I feel inside&lt;br /&gt;For you..... For you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my hearts been torn apart,&lt;br /&gt;split in two&lt;br /&gt;By you..... By you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's too much on my mind for serious thinking&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll stay out late and keep drinking&lt;br /&gt;And I'll still be thinkin'.. While I'm drinking...&lt;br /&gt;About you....... About you.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;Cuz you tore my heart in two&lt;br /&gt;Left me dreaming about you&lt;br /&gt;And you split our dreams in two&lt;br /&gt;Ripped at the seams don't you see..&lt;br /&gt;I still love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I can say it's just a game&lt;br /&gt;But nothing will end the pain&lt;br /&gt;I can say I'll go my own way&lt;br /&gt;I'll just keep dreamin'.... ABOUT YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;copywrite 2007 by JMD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38521936-560754637986257388?l=lyrichut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/feeds/560754637986257388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38521936&amp;postID=560754637986257388&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/560754637986257388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/560754637986257388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/2007/11/tore-my-heart-in-two-well-i-sometimes.html' title=''/><author><name>Cerebralwaste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205857239042352365</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-38521936.post-229268009633449001</id><published>2007-08-16T13:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T13:42:25.992-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's Over&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never saw it coming&lt;br /&gt;It hit me like shot right out the blue&lt;br /&gt;What did I say to make you angry&lt;br /&gt;When I just feel like loving you&lt;br /&gt;(and I..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never thought I could say it&lt;br /&gt;Never saw that look on your face&lt;br /&gt;The kiss I gave was meant to protect you&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know you'd wipe it off your face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I&lt;br /&gt;guess it's over now&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave right away&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's over now&lt;br /&gt;Tell me honey you didn't have to say it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;It's over&lt;br /&gt;It's over&lt;br /&gt;It didn't have to end this way&lt;br /&gt;It's over&lt;br /&gt;It's over&lt;br /&gt;Hey baby It didn't have to end this way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeat Chorus and fade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;copywrite 2007 JMD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for not posting anything in the past month but I haven't felt much like writing ANYTHING. I don't belive in "forcing" the issue. This happens from time to time and I always "snap out of it" sooner or later. I hope the above lyric is a start for another creative burst to be published here on Lyric Hut. Wish me luck... PLEASE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;br /&gt;mark&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38521936-229268009633449001?l=lyrichut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/feeds/229268009633449001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38521936&amp;postID=229268009633449001&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/229268009633449001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/229268009633449001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/2007/08/its-over-i-never-saw-it-coming-it-hit.html' title=''/><author><name>Cerebralwaste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205857239042352365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38521936.post-2077558036949990312</id><published>2007-07-11T11:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T11:36:26.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I Feel Like a Clown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can feel your heartbeat though it's miles away&lt;br /&gt;I can't hold out forever&lt;br /&gt;Or is it the price to pay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you're living in it&lt;br /&gt;Things can bring you down&lt;br /&gt;Flip a coin separate or merger&lt;br /&gt;I feel like clown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a clown &lt;em&gt;(for loving you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I'm lost and I'm found &lt;em&gt;(When I'm loving you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;It's a beautiful day&lt;em&gt; (What can I say)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Oh oh oh... I feel like a clown.. &lt;strong&gt;(repeat 1x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can sense just what you're feeling though your miles away&lt;br /&gt;And I know just what you're thinking&lt;br /&gt;Cuz today is the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you feel that pressure rising&lt;br /&gt;Things can slap you down&lt;br /&gt;Take my hand and hold out forever (&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;cuz&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a clown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a clown &lt;em&gt;(for loving you)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lost and I'm found &lt;em&gt;(When I'm loving you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;It's a beautiful day &lt;em&gt;(What can I say)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh...Cuz, I feel like a clown..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(repeat chorus x 2 and fade)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Copywrite 2007 JMD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38521936-2077558036949990312?l=lyrichut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/feeds/2077558036949990312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38521936&amp;postID=2077558036949990312&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/2077558036949990312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/2077558036949990312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-feel-like-clown-i-can-feel-your.html' title=''/><author><name>Cerebralwaste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205857239042352365</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-38521936.post-7049102188942093446</id><published>2007-06-25T21:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T21:39:59.987-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Random thoughts.......</title><content type='html'>I had an email from a reader of the humble little blog who asked me how do I find the inspiration to write so many lyrics. Well to be honest I don't know how I do it or why it happens the way it does. I do know I love to write and have done so, according to my mother since I was a little child writing poems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually when I write things happen pretty fast. Often in 10 to 15 mins from the start to the quote "finished" lyric. The one thing and just about only rule I follow and have is I do not FORCE the writing. It has to happen naturally. Sometimes when you start writing something you hit a brick wall. The words stop flowing.  I refuse to bang my head on the concrete and wring my hands. I simply set the piece aside and come back to it later. Sometimes that later is 30 mins sometimes the next day or even week, sometimes longer. Sweating over it doesn't work for me and I think hurts the creative process. At least for me. Often when I put a lyric aside I start another one. Hitting a wall with one piece doesn't mean your creative juices stop flowing either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nor do I try to write everyday. Many days I do and sometimes several days go by and I don't feel any "magic". Still the bottom line is I don't force or rush the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am nowhere what you could call a successfully lyric writer. I have never sold a lyric for a profit or has a band use one.  One reader of this humble blog did put some music to one of the lyrics I wrote and I will be posting that audio very soon. Another reader tells me he is working on some music to another lyric as well. To be honest I am very pleased and satisfied about this. I view the lyrics on this blog as "open source" lyrics. If you want them take them and use them. All I ask is credit for the lyrics when used. If by some slim chance the finished product becomes a success there will be plenty of money for all. Hey I can dream right?! Meanwhile if your a musician and you see something that I have written that you like by all means use it. JUST TELL ME!  And these lyrics aren't set in stone either. Writing a song is an evolutionary process. You must be flexible and understand a word or phrase that looks good on paper might not fit in that place when music is applied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dream is to work with two songwriters. Kevin Cronin of &lt;a href="http://www.speedwagon.com/"&gt;REO Speedwagon&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.cherone.com/"&gt;Gary Cherone&lt;/a&gt; from EXTREME. Both of their styles are different from each other but to work with either one or BOTH (I can dream right?!) would be a life altering experience. It was Gary Cherone who lit the fire under my ass to post my lyrics on the web. It was an accidental meeting between me and Gary at a local restaurant and during the conversation &lt;strong&gt;Gary told me to "get them out there and post them on the web". &lt;/strong&gt;I doubt Gary would even remember the conversation if asked, but I do! Cronin on the other hand is the frontman/lead singer and chief song writer for one of my favorite bands. I first saw REO live in 1982 and was hooked instantly. Cronin often has a "folksy" lyrical style that captures the very essence of the music. Perhaps someday I will have the honor of writing a song (or two) with these guys. Kevin? Gary? You out there? Let's write some music!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38521936-7049102188942093446?l=lyrichut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/feeds/7049102188942093446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38521936&amp;postID=7049102188942093446&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/7049102188942093446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/7049102188942093446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/2007/06/random-thoughts.html' title='Random thoughts.......'/><author><name>Cerebralwaste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205857239042352365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38521936.post-3902260895692555296</id><published>2007-06-25T21:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T21:10:48.231-05:00</updated><title type='text'>CAUGHT BETWEEN</title><content type='html'>She wore next to nothin'&lt;br /&gt;Kind of drove me wild&lt;br /&gt;She could light that cigarette up&lt;br /&gt;And she could keep a smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little whispers into my ear&lt;br /&gt;Meet me at my place&lt;br /&gt;Is all that I'd hear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I never knew just what heartache was&lt;br /&gt;Until she left me hangin... so far from above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm caught between... love and hate&lt;br /&gt;I can feel the pressure&lt;br /&gt;Of two hearts on the take&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm torn between.... love and devotion&lt;br /&gt;Singin' to the wind&lt;br /&gt;I'm loosin' all emotion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chorus&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm caught between&lt;br /&gt;It's a bad situation&lt;br /&gt;Ripped at the seams&lt;br /&gt;Lookin' for inspiration&lt;br /&gt;Caught between&lt;br /&gt;It's a bad situation&lt;br /&gt;Ripped at the seams&lt;br /&gt;Lookin' for inspiration&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She used to talk real cute&lt;br /&gt;And make you feel used&lt;br /&gt;She could hold you to the floor&lt;br /&gt;Never thinking your abused&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I never knew just what heartache was&lt;br /&gt;Until she left me hangin... so far from above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm caught between... love and hate&lt;br /&gt;I can feel the pressure&lt;br /&gt;Of two hearts on the take&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm torn.... between love and devotion&lt;br /&gt;Singin' to the wind&lt;br /&gt;I'm loosin' all emotion (&lt;strong&gt;to chorus&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;copywrite 2007 JMD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38521936-3902260895692555296?l=lyrichut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/feeds/3902260895692555296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38521936&amp;postID=3902260895692555296&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/3902260895692555296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/3902260895692555296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/2007/06/caught-between.html' title='CAUGHT BETWEEN'/><author><name>Cerebralwaste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205857239042352365</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-38521936.post-715340286194034323</id><published>2007-06-05T18:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T18:10:04.382-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a Lie</title><content type='html'>oh oh oh oh oh oh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I fill the hours&lt;br /&gt;How do I spend my time&lt;br /&gt;Why do I cling to this loneliness&lt;br /&gt;When I seem to be running out of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I see in the mirror a stranger&lt;br /&gt;One that passes me in the night&lt;br /&gt;To scarred to search for answers&lt;br /&gt;To lost to admit it's just a lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh oh oh oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These hollow halls of this empty house&lt;br /&gt;Used to be a home&lt;br /&gt;6 months to the day that you left me&lt;br /&gt;6 months since your spirit let go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I pick up the pieces&lt;br /&gt;How am I to survive&lt;br /&gt;Death came knocking and took you away&lt;br /&gt;Now I see no point in living this life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I see in the mirror a stranger&lt;br /&gt;One that passes me in the night&lt;br /&gt;To scarred to search for answers&lt;br /&gt;To lost to admit it's just a lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh oh oh oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I fill the hours&lt;br /&gt;How do I spend my time&lt;br /&gt;Why do I cling to this loneliness&lt;br /&gt;When I seem to be running out of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh life just seems to be a lie..........&lt;br /&gt;Just a lie&lt;br /&gt;JUST A LIE.&lt;br /&gt;Then you die.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a lie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38521936-715340286194034323?l=lyrichut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/feeds/715340286194034323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38521936&amp;postID=715340286194034323&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/715340286194034323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/715340286194034323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/2007/06/just-lie.html' title='Just a Lie'/><author><name>Cerebralwaste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205857239042352365</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-38521936.post-344643689667020211</id><published>2007-06-04T12:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T12:35:59.753-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gonna Run to You</title><content type='html'>There's a message&lt;br /&gt;Hear it loud and clear&lt;br /&gt;Feel the passion&lt;br /&gt;Burnin' deep from within&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see you standing there&lt;br /&gt;Just as clear as the day&lt;br /&gt;There's no tomorrow tonight (baby!)&lt;br /&gt;You'd better turn off the light.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna run to you baby&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;em&gt;Here I come&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna take you down baby&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;em&gt;One on one&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter if you say no&lt;br /&gt;I can see your heart,&lt;br /&gt;Come on let's go....&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna run to you baby&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;em&gt;Here I come&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna take you down baby&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;em&gt;One on one&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter if you say no&lt;br /&gt;I can see your heart,&lt;br /&gt;Come on let's go....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can hear you callin'&lt;br /&gt;Out to me&lt;br /&gt;Your temperature is fallin'&lt;br /&gt;It's what's meant to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(bridge)&lt;br /&gt;And when I see you standing there&lt;br /&gt;I wanna reach out and touch your hair..&lt;br /&gt;(to chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I can hear the message&lt;br /&gt;It's loud and clear&lt;br /&gt;And I can feel the passion&lt;br /&gt;Burnin' deep from within&lt;br /&gt;(to chorus)&lt;br /&gt;copywrite 2007 jmd&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38521936-344643689667020211?l=lyrichut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/feeds/344643689667020211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38521936&amp;postID=344643689667020211&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/344643689667020211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/344643689667020211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/2007/06/gonna-run-to-you.html' title='Gonna Run to You'/><author><name>Cerebralwaste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205857239042352365</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-38521936.post-8574750232062779735</id><published>2007-05-28T15:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T15:46:39.332-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;  LOVE (it's gonna find you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's a four letter word&lt;br /&gt;It'll knock you around drag you down&lt;br /&gt;But then it's the sweetest sound you've heard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Yeah Love....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it'll take you to the limit&lt;br /&gt;Lift you up when you feel down&lt;br /&gt;And then slap your face to the ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah Love....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well there's not much you can do&lt;br /&gt;You might as well open your heart&lt;br /&gt;Cuz sooner or later love's gonna find you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Yeah love&lt;br /&gt;Love, Yeah love&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna find you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's a mystery to us all&lt;br /&gt;Rain or shine it's around us all the time&lt;br /&gt;And you feel you got something to prove (&lt;em&gt;with nothin' to lose&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well there's not much you can do&lt;br /&gt;You might as well open your heart&lt;br /&gt;Cuz sooner or later love's gonna find you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Yeah love&lt;br /&gt;Love, Yeah love&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna find you... (&lt;em&gt;whatcha you gonna do&lt;/em&gt;?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;Go on and say it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;No matter how you play it&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;Needs no inspiration&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Yeah Love&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna find you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;copywrite 2007 JMD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38521936-8574750232062779735?l=lyrichut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/feeds/8574750232062779735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38521936&amp;postID=8574750232062779735&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/8574750232062779735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/8574750232062779735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/2007/05/love-its-gonna-find-you-love-oh-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Cerebralwaste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205857239042352365</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-38521936.post-7837512223671789037</id><published>2007-05-17T12:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T07:46:58.625-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Follow Me</title><content type='html'>YA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow me into the wilds of tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Lay your troubles down&lt;br /&gt;We can leave right away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you take the lead&lt;br /&gt;Or stumble n' fall&lt;br /&gt;I can see the path it leads straight away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Bridge)&lt;br /&gt;But I can't hold your hand if you don't want me too&lt;br /&gt;I can say a prayer for your soul&lt;br /&gt;We can steal away for just a moment in time&lt;br /&gt;Follow my lead and I'll take you home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;YA! YA! YA! YA!&lt;br /&gt;O Follow me into the wilds of tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Lay your troubles down we can leave right away&lt;br /&gt;Will you take the lead, or stumble or fall&lt;br /&gt;I can see the path it's not so far away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tomorrow when the sun rises&lt;br /&gt;We both can be far far from home&lt;br /&gt;Two lovers at best and friends for a life time&lt;br /&gt;Take a chance on me, go on and prove me wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Bridge)&lt;br /&gt;But I can't hold your hand if you don't want me too&lt;br /&gt;I can say a prayer for your soul&lt;br /&gt;We can steal away for just a moment in time&lt;br /&gt;Follow my lead and I'll take you home&lt;br /&gt;(to chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow me&lt;br /&gt;go on now&lt;br /&gt;Follow me&lt;br /&gt;I'll bring you home&lt;br /&gt;Follow me&lt;br /&gt;Follow me&lt;br /&gt;Follow me YA! o BABY follow me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;copywrite 2007 jmd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38521936-7837512223671789037?l=lyrichut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/feeds/7837512223671789037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38521936&amp;postID=7837512223671789037&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/7837512223671789037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/7837512223671789037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/2007/05/follow-me.html' title='Follow Me'/><author><name>Cerebralwaste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205857239042352365</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-38521936.post-5195706615311766283</id><published>2007-05-11T17:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T18:00:28.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Down and Out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been walking the wild side of these mean streets&lt;br /&gt;Trying to leave my mark&lt;br /&gt;Cut to the chase they said I'd never make it&lt;br /&gt;Son "Don't even try to start"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I ignored all the words they said&lt;br /&gt;Figured I'm old enough to make my own bed&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm not alone and look at the price I paid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;For walking the mean streets&lt;br /&gt;I'm still standing tall&lt;br /&gt;I'm still walking these mean streets&lt;br /&gt;And your never gonna see me fall (AT ALL!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I've been down and out damn near broke&lt;br /&gt;Just trying to cut my own path&lt;br /&gt;Take it the limit come on make or break me&lt;br /&gt;Cuz ya know I'm gonna last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I cut to the chase&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is just another day&lt;br /&gt;Take a look this is what I have to say (to chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I ignored all the words they said&lt;br /&gt;Figured I'm old enough to make my own bed&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm not alone and look at the price I paid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I've been down and out damn near broke&lt;br /&gt;Just trying to cut my own path&lt;br /&gt;Take it the limit come on make or break me&lt;br /&gt;Cuz ya know I'm gonna last (to chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;copywrite 2007 jmd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38521936-5195706615311766283?l=lyrichut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/feeds/5195706615311766283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38521936&amp;postID=5195706615311766283&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/5195706615311766283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/5195706615311766283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/2007/05/down-and-out-ive-been-walking-wild-side.html' title=''/><author><name>Cerebralwaste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205857239042352365</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-38521936.post-4844527307444212158</id><published>2007-05-03T20:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T20:13:15.741-05:00</updated><title type='text'>FIND YOU OWN WAY HOME by REO SPEEDWAGON</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A review of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.speedwagon.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;REO SPEEDWAGON'S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; new CD.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"FIND YOUR OWN WAY HOME".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After nearly 20 years REO SPEEDWAGON is back on the charts with their first studio album in 11 years. The genesis for the album began a couple of years ago when the band played a new song while on out on tour. The new song titled "EVERYTHING YOU FEEL" ignited a plethora of creative energy in the band and gave birth to the completion of 10 new tracks on the self released album titled FIND YOUR OWN WAY HOME. The bands 15th original studio release.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The album is REO through and through. A rock sold mix of hard rocking songs sprinkled with some of the softer touches REO is famous for. Leave no doubt. This album is one of the best the band has ever done and it is obvious the band it proud of it as well. And they damn well should be. It is every bit as potent as the classic multi platinum release Hi Infidelity from 1980 and shows REO is still capable of going full tilt in the studio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first song. &lt;strong&gt;SMILING IN THE END&lt;/strong&gt; is a powerful crank up the volume rocker that not only holds its own musically but lyrically as well. IT ROCKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second track, and title track for the album, &lt;strong&gt;FIND YOUR OWN WAY HOME&lt;/strong&gt; also delves into strong lyrical heights. Definite single material!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third song &lt;strong&gt;I NEEDED TO FALL&lt;/strong&gt; slows the pace down a bit but don't let that fool you. It stands up musically with the best of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DANGEROUS COMBINATION&lt;/strong&gt; is the 4th song and it has a near country feel to it. Lead singer and frontman Kevin Cronin teamed up with his good friend Jim Peterik from Survivor to pen this gem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOST ON THE ROAD TO LOVE&lt;/strong&gt; is the 5th song and this baby make you want to sing along with it. Upbeat and driven this song delivers more than you expect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Track six, &lt;strong&gt;ANOTHER LIFETIME&lt;/strong&gt;, is without a doubt one of my favorite songs on the album and one of my favorites from REO ever.  Another definite sing along song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RUN AWAY BABY&lt;/strong&gt; takes the album's 7th slot and packs a somewhat surprising JAZZ type fell to it yet maintains that distinguished REO feel and sound at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The eighth track, &lt;strong&gt;EVERYTHING YOU FEEL&lt;/strong&gt; is a rock solid old school REO anthem that will blister your eardrums. Quite possibly the best song on the album as well and the genesis for the new album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BORN TO LOVE YOU&lt;/strong&gt; takes the 9th slot and was written by REO bass player Bruce hall who also sings the song as well. This song ooozes class and has a very distinct sound with a heavy bass. For the first time ever on a REO song a clarinet is used. Played by none other that Bruce Hall's father BILL HALL. A first for both the instrument and someone from one of the bands family members to play on an REO album.The last song ends the CD with a great power ballad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LET MY LOVE FIND YOU&lt;/strong&gt; is a definite tear jerker but don't let that fool you. The song has class and the chops to be solid hit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REO teamed up with legendary music producer Joe Vannelli from Blue Moon Studios and the results speak for themselves. While REO has maintained one of the strongest touring schedules over the years is a great feeling to see them back in action with new material and new CD. You can listen to samples of the songs on REO's WEBSITE at &lt;a href="http://www.speedwagon.com"&gt;www.speedwagon.com&lt;/a&gt; You can also purchase the CD directly from the website or at most major record stores and WALMART.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without a doubt this album ranks a 10 out 10 and is a must have in your collection. You simply will not be disappointed. One thing is for sure REO Speedwagon doesn't need to find their way home. But their album needs to find its way into yours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38521936-4844527307444212158?l=lyrichut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/feeds/4844527307444212158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38521936&amp;postID=4844527307444212158&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/4844527307444212158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/4844527307444212158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/2007/05/find-you-own-way-home-by-reo-speedwagon.html' title='FIND YOU OWN WAY HOME by REO SPEEDWAGON'/><author><name>Cerebralwaste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205857239042352365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38521936.post-3238815616748738779</id><published>2007-05-03T14:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T14:35:24.548-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I Remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the first time&lt;br /&gt;I remember the last time&lt;br /&gt;There's part of me that doesn't want to remember the past&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how can I say I sorry&lt;br /&gt;When those words just don't feel right&lt;br /&gt;How can I take the blame&lt;br /&gt;When I didn't start the fight &lt;em&gt;(cuz I remember&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I stay&lt;br /&gt;Or should I go (&lt;em&gt;I remember&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Those questions I don't want to face&lt;br /&gt;I just want to feel.... your embrace, (&lt;em&gt;your embrace&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the long goodbye&lt;br /&gt;I remember the first hello&lt;br /&gt;And yet part of me doesn't want to remember anything at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how can I face tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;When yesterday is still far behind&lt;br /&gt;How can face the sorrow&lt;br /&gt;When it was you who walked out of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yesterdays turn to tomorrows&lt;br /&gt;O the road of love can be unkind&lt;br /&gt;Follow me we'll cut to the truth&lt;br /&gt;Though the truth will cut us to the bone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the first time&lt;br /&gt;I remember the last time&lt;br /&gt;There's part of me that doesn't want to remember the past&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;em&gt;and I&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;I remember the long goodbye&lt;br /&gt;I remember the first hello&lt;br /&gt;And yet part of me doesn't want to remember anything at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and part of me doesn't want to remember it all (&lt;em&gt;all, all, all)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But.. should I stay&lt;br /&gt;Or should I go&lt;br /&gt;The questions I don't want to face&lt;br /&gt;I just want to feel.... your embrace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your embrace (&lt;em&gt;I remember&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;your embrace (yeah)&lt;br /&gt;your embrace (&lt;em&gt;I remember&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;O I remember... Your embrace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;copywrite 2007 jmd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38521936-3238815616748738779?l=lyrichut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/feeds/3238815616748738779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38521936&amp;postID=3238815616748738779&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/3238815616748738779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/3238815616748738779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-remember-i-remember-first-time-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Cerebralwaste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205857239042352365</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-38521936.post-798430720513493597</id><published>2007-04-29T14:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T14:22:56.311-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Say You're With Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roundin' the corners&lt;br /&gt;Twist in the wind&lt;br /&gt;Feeling the pressure&lt;br /&gt;Yeah it builds from within'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you can hear the countdown callin' 1, 2 3&lt;br /&gt;Raise your hands cuz it's time to believe&lt;br /&gt;There's no despair&lt;br /&gt;Love's in the air...tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;Say you're with me&lt;br /&gt;Or say you want to go&lt;br /&gt;My bags are packed&lt;br /&gt;It's time to move on you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking the bi-ways&lt;br /&gt;Lost in the crowds&lt;br /&gt;Reachin' for heaven&lt;br /&gt;But lost on the ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(bridge)&lt;br /&gt;No need to take the train to anywhere&lt;br /&gt;Rise above your anger you're almost there&lt;br /&gt;There's no depsair&lt;br /&gt;Love's in the air.... tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;Say you're with me&lt;br /&gt;Or say you want to go&lt;br /&gt;My bags are packed&lt;br /&gt;It's time to move on you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I'll show you.. My plan (to chorus x3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Oh  Say you're with me&lt;br /&gt;Say you're with me&lt;br /&gt;Say you're with me&lt;br /&gt;Say you're with me&lt;br /&gt;Just say you're with me (to bridge and chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;copywrite 2007 JMD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38521936-798430720513493597?l=lyrichut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/feeds/798430720513493597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38521936&amp;postID=798430720513493597&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/798430720513493597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/798430720513493597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/2007/04/say-youre-with-me-roundin-corners-twist.html' title=''/><author><name>Cerebralwaste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205857239042352365</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-38521936.post-3982983845513871534</id><published>2007-04-24T16:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T16:10:52.098-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DO YOU WANNA GO HOME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was just another "girl gone wild'&lt;br /&gt;Far from home, yeah a runnaway child&lt;br /&gt;Feeling the streets from the back seat of a car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well she grew up in a normal home&lt;br /&gt;Hit the pavement running well before she was 21&lt;br /&gt;Searchin' for answers thinkin'she was alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L.A. was going to be her town&lt;br /&gt;Gonna make it big be a star somehow&lt;br /&gt;Slip the needle in, don't worry about her friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;So tell me girl do you wanna go home&lt;br /&gt;Your mother misses you and daddy's not at home&lt;br /&gt;There's more to life than livin' in despair&lt;br /&gt;So tell me lady what's the price you paid&lt;br /&gt;Sellin' your soul day by day&lt;br /&gt;So tell me girl don't you wanna go home&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was a problem child or so they said&lt;br /&gt;Didn't want to play with dolls&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to chase the boys instead&lt;br /&gt;O girl you didn't have to run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well as time slips on by her&lt;br /&gt;Those memories just won't fade&lt;br /&gt;She's still searchin' for the riddle&lt;br /&gt;Cuz the answer is the price she paid&lt;br /&gt;(to chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was just another "girl gone wild'&lt;br /&gt;Far from home, yeah a runnaway child&lt;br /&gt;Feeling the streets from the back seat of a car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L.A. was going to be her town&lt;br /&gt;Gonna make it big be a star somehow&lt;br /&gt;Slip the needle in, don't worry about her friends&lt;br /&gt;(to chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;COPYWRITE 2007 JMD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38521936-3982983845513871534?l=lyrichut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/feeds/3982983845513871534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38521936&amp;postID=3982983845513871534&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/3982983845513871534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/3982983845513871534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/2007/04/do-you-wanna-go-home-she-was-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Cerebralwaste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205857239042352365</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-38521936.post-2206272137548025443</id><published>2007-04-21T09:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T09:14:22.204-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SHOULD HAVE KNOWN BETTER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been a fool&lt;br /&gt;Thinkin' I could survive&lt;br /&gt;Thinkin I didn't need you&lt;br /&gt;By my side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have seen the answers&lt;br /&gt;Should've heard the call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;Should have known better&lt;br /&gt;Than to let you go&lt;br /&gt;Should have held on tighter&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't have let you run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been a little crazy&lt;br /&gt;Since you walked out the door&lt;br /&gt;That voice inside my soul&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to run and hide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I.. Should've seen the answers&lt;br /&gt;Seen the writing on the wall&lt;br /&gt;Should've held on tighter&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn't have let you fall&lt;br /&gt;(to chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge&lt;br /&gt;What kind of fool&lt;br /&gt;Would have let you go&lt;br /&gt;I look in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;And the answer is clear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I.. Should've seen the answers&lt;br /&gt;Seen the writing on the wall&lt;br /&gt;Should've held on tighter&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn't have let you fall&lt;br /&gt;(to chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;COPYWRITE 2007 JMD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38521936-2206272137548025443?l=lyrichut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/feeds/2206272137548025443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38521936&amp;postID=2206272137548025443&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/2206272137548025443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/2206272137548025443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/2007/04/should-have-known-better-ive-been-fool.html' title=''/><author><name>Cerebralwaste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205857239042352365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38521936.post-1971664793735676775</id><published>2007-04-20T07:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T07:54:58.201-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I Believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinkin' about what was said&lt;br /&gt;And ya know I'm still upset&lt;br /&gt;by the very look I see in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've heard through the wire&lt;br /&gt;That you gonna call this love quits&lt;br /&gt;But when I said "forever" that is what I meant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oo And I believe in holding hands&lt;br /&gt;Long walks together on the sand&lt;br /&gt;I believe in you and me&lt;br /&gt;I believe in silent nights&lt;br /&gt;Morning drives that last all night&lt;br /&gt;oo girl I believe in you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I've been searchin' for the right words&lt;br /&gt;I hope would calm you down&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes life's not fair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've dreamed those dreams&lt;br /&gt;That we've conquered those fears&lt;br /&gt;And when I said "forever" that is what I meant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oo And I believe in holding hands&lt;br /&gt;Long walks together on the sand&lt;br /&gt;I believe in you and me&lt;br /&gt;I believe in silent nights&lt;br /&gt;Morning drives that last all night&lt;br /&gt;oo girl I believe in you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been looking for the right time&lt;br /&gt;To gently take your hand&lt;br /&gt;And whisper the words of love that we need to hear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I believe in miracles&lt;br /&gt;I believe in love&lt;br /&gt;I believe tomorrow will be the start of the rise above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oo And I believe in holding hands&lt;br /&gt;Long walks together on the sand&lt;br /&gt;I believe in you and me&lt;br /&gt;I believe in silent nights&lt;br /&gt;Morning drives that last all night&lt;br /&gt;oo girl I believe in you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;copywrite 2007 JMD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the most heartfelt lyrics I have ever written. While all lyrics come from the heart, some like this one take a little bit more out of you and as a result mean a little more in terms of feeling than others. I hope someone at some point will take this lyric and put the same feeling the words contain into the music so it can be shared with others. Crazy? Perhpas but I never said I was 100% sane anyway. So if anyone would like to tackle the music to this lyric (or any others for that matter!) please do. You have my blessing and sincere hope you will find it a rewarding experiance.  JMD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38521936-1971664793735676775?l=lyrichut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/feeds/1971664793735676775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38521936&amp;postID=1971664793735676775&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/1971664793735676775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/1971664793735676775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-believe-ive-been-thinkin-about-what.html' title=''/><author><name>Cerebralwaste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205857239042352365</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-38521936.post-9201420226504695370</id><published>2007-04-16T14:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T14:17:36.706-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Down and Out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ridin' on the tidal wave of love&lt;br /&gt;Lord don't let me fall&lt;br /&gt;Sink or swim I'm on the crest of a norm&lt;br /&gt;Won't somebody let me hang ten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I've been down to bottom sitting on the ocean floor&lt;br /&gt;Staring at the ceiling just looking for love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;Down and out&lt;br /&gt;Looking for something that I have forgotten about&lt;br /&gt;Down and out&lt;br /&gt;I handed you my heart now my loves worn out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Searchin for a feeling that has passed me by&lt;br /&gt;Lord take my hand&lt;br /&gt;Push and shove I'm just looking for love&lt;br /&gt;Won't someone let me in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I've been down to the river swallowed by the flood gates&lt;br /&gt;Heaven opened up but I fear it's hell that awaits&lt;br /&gt;(to chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Bridge)&lt;br /&gt;And it seems there's nothing left for you and I&lt;br /&gt;I've cried all I can cry&lt;br /&gt;Is there nothing left of you and I.... (Yeah!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus2)&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I'm Down and out&lt;br /&gt;Looking for something...&lt;br /&gt;Down and out&lt;br /&gt;Looking for you&lt;br /&gt;Down and out&lt;br /&gt;Down and out&lt;br /&gt;Down and out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;copywrite 2007 jmd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38521936-9201420226504695370?l=lyrichut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/feeds/9201420226504695370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38521936&amp;postID=9201420226504695370&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/9201420226504695370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/9201420226504695370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/2007/04/down-and-out-ridin-on-tidal-wave-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Cerebralwaste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205857239042352365</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-38521936.post-6999470527347073341</id><published>2007-04-05T13:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T14:18:26.461-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SKIN ON SKIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel the anger build inside&lt;br /&gt;The blood you spilled can cost you life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seal your fate with the flash of a knife&lt;br /&gt;Skin on skin are you up for the fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz it's a knockdown fight on the edge of the streets&lt;br /&gt;Back alley runnings have got you beat&lt;br /&gt;Play the middle don't try to win&lt;br /&gt;Knock yourself out cuz death's gonna win&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skin on Skin&lt;br /&gt;Are you gonna win&lt;br /&gt;Skin on Skin&lt;br /&gt;Don't let it in&lt;br /&gt;Skin on Skin&lt;br /&gt;Skin on Skin&lt;br /&gt;Skin on Skin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back alley lovers don't leave room for stains&lt;br /&gt;Kiss your dreams goodbye when you can't take the pain&lt;br /&gt;Cuz it's a knockdown fight on the edge of the streets&lt;br /&gt;Back door knockers have got you beat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skin on Skin&lt;br /&gt;Are you gonna win&lt;br /&gt;Skin on Skin&lt;br /&gt;Don't let it in&lt;br /&gt;Skin on Skin&lt;br /&gt;Skin on Skin&lt;br /&gt;Skin on Skin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;copywrite 2007 jmd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38521936-6999470527347073341?l=lyrichut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/feeds/6999470527347073341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38521936&amp;postID=6999470527347073341&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/6999470527347073341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/6999470527347073341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/2007/04/skin-on-skin-feel-anger-build-inside.html' title=''/><author><name>Cerebralwaste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205857239042352365</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-38521936.post-8547758907287994508</id><published>2007-02-22T14:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T14:57:38.690-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Help Needed! Advice Welcome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anybody out in blogging land have a suggestion as to what is the best method for posting AUDIO to this blog or any blog for that matter? Is YOUTUBE a viable method or is there another service that does this with relative ease?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LyricHut&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38521936-8547758907287994508?l=lyrichut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/feeds/8547758907287994508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38521936&amp;postID=8547758907287994508&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/8547758907287994508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/8547758907287994508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/2007/02/help-needed-advice-welcome-does-anybody.html' title=''/><author><name>Cerebralwaste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205857239042352365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38521936.post-5866829493228860902</id><published>2007-02-09T10:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T12:10:07.329-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Know What to Do</title><content type='html'>It's a battle of wills&lt;br /&gt;And only one can survive&lt;br /&gt;So do I really need the anger and you in my life&lt;br /&gt;Or do I hold on&lt;br /&gt;To what I feel deep inside&lt;br /&gt;I feel so confused and the feelings won't subside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't know what to do!&lt;br /&gt;oooooooo...&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do&lt;br /&gt;oooooooo&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do&lt;br /&gt;But I know... I can't stop loving you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no use in cryin' over yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Loves path can lead the way&lt;br /&gt;So tell me now do you believe in truth&lt;br /&gt;Or are you in the game of being used?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooooo&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do&lt;br /&gt;oooooo&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do&lt;br /&gt;oooooo&lt;br /&gt;But I know.... I can't stop loving you&lt;br /&gt;I just don't know what to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;COPYWRITE 2007 jmd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38521936-5866829493228860902?l=lyrichut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/feeds/5866829493228860902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38521936&amp;postID=5866829493228860902&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/5866829493228860902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/5866829493228860902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/2007/02/dont-know-what-to-do.html' title='Don&apos;t Know What to Do'/><author><name>Cerebralwaste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205857239042352365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38521936.post-3149165821686735068</id><published>2007-02-05T12:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T12:19:47.949-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Love</title><content type='html'>Your love tastes and bites&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna have a weekend love&lt;br /&gt;Taste and bites and you take it back&lt;br /&gt;Oh no.. Oh no... Oh no....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna have a weekend love&lt;br /&gt;You carry me high but I fall alone&lt;br /&gt;You give me love in the gift of the moon&lt;br /&gt;Some nights aglow..Other nights I'm alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no Oh no Oh no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna have a weekend love&lt;br /&gt;It's having you or nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;I hate these crazy games you play&lt;br /&gt;Playing with my love in crooked ways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, Oh no, Oh no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna have a weekend love&lt;br /&gt;You carry me high but I fall alone&lt;br /&gt;You give me love in the gift of the moon&lt;br /&gt;Some nights aglow&lt;br /&gt;Other nights I'm alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;copywrite 2007 JMD and Nasra Al Adawi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nasra sent me another great poem to transform lyrically. This lyric is rather simple, but I think it makes a very valid and touching point between a persons dream and the coming understanding of reality. Something most of us have faced at one time or another. You can find more or the very talented Nasra's works here:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://iamnasra.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Window Within Myself&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;  If you haven't been to her blog you owe it to yourself to pay it a visit. Thanks NASRA!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38521936-3149165821686735068?l=lyrichut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/feeds/3149165821686735068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38521936&amp;postID=3149165821686735068&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/3149165821686735068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/3149165821686735068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/2007/02/weekend-love.html' title='Weekend Love'/><author><name>Cerebralwaste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205857239042352365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38521936.post-117017766499293181</id><published>2007-01-30T12:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T12:21:05.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Up To You</title><content type='html'>There's so much I need to talk about&lt;br /&gt;With you.. With you.&lt;br /&gt;There's so much I need to learn about&lt;br /&gt;From you... From you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give n take it, make or break it&lt;br /&gt;The choice.. It's up to you&lt;br /&gt;It's up to you&lt;br /&gt;It's up to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's much we've learned&lt;br /&gt;So much has been lost&lt;br /&gt;I'm begging you girl&lt;br /&gt;Not to forget the cost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without the memories&lt;br /&gt;We wouldn't have the pain&lt;br /&gt;I'm reaching for you&lt;br /&gt;But its just not the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;(you)Give n take it, make or break it&lt;br /&gt;The choice.. it's up to you&lt;br /&gt;Give n' take it, make or break it&lt;br /&gt;The choice, yes it's up to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's so much I need to think about&lt;br /&gt;From you, from you&lt;br /&gt;There's so much I need to forget about&lt;br /&gt;With you, with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you give n take it, make and break it&lt;br /&gt;The choice.. It's up to you&lt;br /&gt;It's up to you&lt;br /&gt;It's up to you&lt;br /&gt;It's up to you&lt;br /&gt;It's up to you&lt;br /&gt;It's up to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've bided my time&lt;br /&gt;For far to long&lt;br /&gt;I'm losing my grip&lt;br /&gt;Just tryin' to hold on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To you&lt;br /&gt;To you&lt;br /&gt;To you&lt;br /&gt;(to chorus)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38521936-117017766499293181?l=lyrichut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/feeds/117017766499293181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38521936&amp;postID=117017766499293181&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/117017766499293181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/117017766499293181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/2007/01/its-up-to-you.html' title='It&apos;s Up To You'/><author><name>Cerebralwaste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205857239042352365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38521936.post-117008383054713348</id><published>2007-01-29T10:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T10:17:10.553-05:00</updated><title type='text'>(You and I) Weren't Meant for Each Other</title><content type='html'>Why do we do this to each other?&lt;br /&gt;Playin' hide n seek, past the honesty&lt;br /&gt;Only masks the real truth.. Can't you see.... Can't you see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;You and I weren't meant for each other&lt;br /&gt;There's too much distance in this love affair&lt;br /&gt;I can't keep holding on&lt;br /&gt;To what my heart knows is wrong&lt;br /&gt;Baby you and I weren't meant for each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't keep searching past tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;And you have long since left the stage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time we cut the strings&lt;br /&gt;Open our hearts and see what tomorrow brings&lt;br /&gt;And ask why do we do this to each other... Can't you see (to chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing left to talk about&lt;br /&gt;No more words no more doubt&lt;br /&gt;We can't get past the real truth&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing left of me and you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38521936-117008383054713348?l=lyrichut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/feeds/117008383054713348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38521936&amp;postID=117008383054713348&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/117008383054713348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/117008383054713348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/2007/01/you-and-i-werent-meant-for-each-other.html' title='(You and I) Weren&apos;t Meant for Each Other'/><author><name>Cerebralwaste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205857239042352365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38521936.post-116983365598159365</id><published>2007-01-26T12:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T12:47:35.990-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sing My Song</title><content type='html'>We live in a rushed word,&lt;br /&gt;Full of rushed symphonies&lt;br /&gt;And here we are&lt;br /&gt;Lost in the words&lt;br /&gt;That brings lust  &lt;br /&gt;And your lost in my soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it just aint' the same&lt;br /&gt;Without those beautiful words&lt;br /&gt;Singing to my ears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;Who could sing my song&lt;br /&gt;With no music or symphonies&lt;br /&gt;Who can light the fire on this song&lt;br /&gt;Who could sing my song&lt;br /&gt;Now tell me who can sing my song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These fingers don't know&lt;br /&gt;How to tie the rhythm in the music&lt;br /&gt;Within lays the silent tunes&lt;br /&gt;And it ain't the same&lt;br /&gt;With no passion music and the lyrics are lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus2)Who could sing my song&lt;br /&gt;With no music or symphonies&lt;br /&gt;Can you light the fire on this song&lt;br /&gt;Would you sing&lt;br /&gt;Now tell me would you sing.. My song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you sing this song&lt;br /&gt;With all you passion&lt;br /&gt;And would you feel it inside&lt;br /&gt;Reciting...Just one more time&lt;br /&gt;It can become your song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Bridge)&lt;br /&gt;Cuz when the melodies fade&lt;br /&gt;And your tired of the race&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see the notes don't sound the same&lt;br /&gt;(To chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;copywrite 2007 JMD and Nasra Al Adawi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nasra sent me another poem and asked me to put a lyrical touch to it. I really enjoy working with Nasra.She is extremely talented with poetry and deserves international recognition for her works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see this as a slow Elton John type ballad. Heavy on the piano throughout with a heavy ending. As always I hope to be able to work with Nasra again! Please visit her blog at &lt;a href="http://iamnasra.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://iamnasra.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38521936-116983365598159365?l=lyrichut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/feeds/116983365598159365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38521936&amp;postID=116983365598159365&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/116983365598159365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/116983365598159365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/2007/01/sing-my-song.html' title='Sing My Song'/><author><name>Cerebralwaste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205857239042352365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38521936.post-116965559247383941</id><published>2007-01-24T11:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T11:19:52.490-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Gonna Take It</title><content type='html'>I never know&lt;br /&gt;Just what you think I'm supposed to feel&lt;br /&gt;I should've known better&lt;br /&gt;Than to let you spin my wheels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well you can say I'm tough&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you gotta be ruff&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see..... I've had enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I'm not gonna take it (o no)&lt;br /&gt;Not gonna take anymore more from you&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I'm not gonna fake it(o no)&lt;br /&gt;There's gotta be more than some chemistry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should've know better&lt;br /&gt;Than to let you walk in the door&lt;br /&gt;My heart just can't take it&lt;br /&gt;You are not what I've been looking for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well you can say I'm tough&lt;br /&gt;Honey I've called your bluff&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see... I've had enough&lt;br /&gt;(to chorus solo and repeat chours x 2)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38521936-116965559247383941?l=lyrichut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/feeds/116965559247383941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38521936&amp;postID=116965559247383941&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/116965559247383941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/116965559247383941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/2007/01/not-gonna-take-it.html' title='Not Gonna Take It'/><author><name>Cerebralwaste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205857239042352365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38521936.post-116959363765102295</id><published>2007-01-23T18:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T18:07:17.660-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Get Back To You</title><content type='html'>She called me on my phone&lt;br /&gt;And told me not to come home&lt;br /&gt;She said I don't know wrong from right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said she's had enough&lt;br /&gt;And was giving up&lt;br /&gt;Her words cut me right down to the bone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm biding my time&lt;br /&gt;In the unemployment line&lt;br /&gt;Man I just wanna go home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to hold you for awhile&lt;br /&gt;See your smile&lt;br /&gt;And try to get past the shame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;I just gotta.... get back to your girl&lt;br /&gt;Why won't you take my call&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna.... get back with you girl&lt;br /&gt;I'm at the end of the line what am I supposed to do?&lt;br /&gt;(Back to you girl!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I treated you right&lt;br /&gt;Kept you in my sights&lt;br /&gt;This whole affair caught me by surprise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I spend me time&lt;br /&gt;Trying to make things right&lt;br /&gt;Baby I just wanna come home (Back to you girl!)&lt;br /&gt;(solo and to chorus x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Bridge)&lt;br /&gt;There will never be another heart to take your place&lt;br /&gt;I've tried to tell you that I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;    but your heart is still filled with hate&lt;br /&gt;Words just can't describe what I feel&lt;br /&gt;I need to tell you that I love you&lt;br /&gt;But I'm still spinning my wheels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;copywrite 2007 jmd&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38521936-116959363765102295?l=lyrichut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/feeds/116959363765102295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38521936&amp;postID=116959363765102295&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/116959363765102295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/116959363765102295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/2007/01/get-back-to-you.html' title='Get Back To You'/><author><name>Cerebralwaste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205857239042352365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38521936.post-116932593649319591</id><published>2007-01-20T15:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T19:52:57.103-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Walk It Through</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Walk It Through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I keep&lt;br /&gt;Watching you&lt;br /&gt;You take hesitance steps&lt;br /&gt;You tremble n fall&lt;br /&gt;I race to hold you through&lt;br /&gt;I still don’t reach you on time&lt;br /&gt;You distant to take that fall&lt;br /&gt;Though my heart wana fall&lt;br /&gt;Instead of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes plead to you&lt;br /&gt;Walk it through&lt;br /&gt;Just&lt;br /&gt;Walk through&lt;br /&gt;Walk it through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a bumpy road&lt;br /&gt;Everyone have to taste the falls&lt;br /&gt;How come when you fall&lt;br /&gt;Im falling with you&lt;br /&gt;And your tears of battling all&lt;br /&gt;Seem to pierce more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So stand there&lt;br /&gt;Walk it through&lt;br /&gt;Just walk through&lt;br /&gt;Walk it through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;~Walk It Through~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I keep,watching you&lt;br /&gt;You take those hesitance steps&lt;br /&gt;Then you tremble n fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I race to hold you&lt;br /&gt;But I don't reach you in time&lt;br /&gt;Your to distant to take that fall&lt;br /&gt;When you step out of line&lt;br /&gt;Though my heart wants to fall&lt;br /&gt;Instead of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes and heart beg to please you&lt;br /&gt;to just walk it through&lt;br /&gt;Just walk through&lt;br /&gt;Walk it through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;Walk it through baby&lt;br /&gt;One step at a time&lt;br /&gt;You'll only fall down when you step out of line&lt;br /&gt;Walk it through baby&lt;br /&gt;One step at a time&lt;br /&gt;You'll only fall down&lt;br /&gt;When you step out of line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a bumpy road&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has to taste the falls&lt;br /&gt;How come when you fall&lt;br /&gt;I'm keep falling with you&lt;br /&gt;And your tears of battling ill will&lt;br /&gt;Seem to pierce me most of all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So stand there&lt;br /&gt;Walk it through&lt;br /&gt;Just walk through&lt;br /&gt;Walk it through&lt;br /&gt;(to chorus)&lt;br /&gt;copyright 2007 JMD and Nasra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first version is the rough draft, Nasra from &lt;a href="http://iamnasra.blogspot.com/"&gt;"A Window Within Myself"&lt;/a&gt; sent me. Though rough draft isn't really the right term. It was and is a complete poem in itself. And a wondefull one at that! Nasra ask me to turn the poem in a music lyric. Though lyrics and poetry are similar in nature they are also differant at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second version posted is the finished lyric. You can see the edits and additions that have been made. After reworking it a bit, I emailed Nasra and she had some suggestions and from there we both "polished" off the lyric. It was a very enjoyable experiance working with Nasra who sits half a word away from me in Oman. Nasra is a truely gifted poet and I enourage all to pay her blog a visit and bookmark it as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look forward to working with her again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38521936-116932593649319591?l=lyrichut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://iamnasra.blogspot.com/2007/01/walk-it-through.html' title='Walk It Through'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/feeds/116932593649319591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38521936&amp;postID=116932593649319591&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/116932593649319591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/116932593649319591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/2007/01/walk-it-through.html' title='Walk It Through'/><author><name>Cerebralwaste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205857239042352365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38521936.post-116923572480128919</id><published>2007-01-19T14:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T14:56:54.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'>25 Lyrics in Two Weeks!</title><content type='html'>It has been a very creative 2 week period of time for me. I have written 20 + song lyrics. More than enough for 2 albums. (Yep I am dating myself.. Albums!) I truly believe most of them stand up lyrically to what else is out there and there are at least 3 or 4 that have the potential to be "hits". I don't try to write commercial bubblegum music. I write what flows from my fingers and my mind. If that happens to be "popish" well that is what it is. I am happy with what has been written yet, flexible enough to realize that nothing is set in stone. You must be flexible and open to suggestions and (GASP!) criticisms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too many lyricist and musicians get all wrapped up in the quote "integrity" of the song. They want to be a success. They want the fame and fortune. The bright lights, their names in lights, yet they cloister themselves and often wind up closing doors that would otherwise be open. Failing to realize that with very few exceptions if you want to sell a product (ie MUSIC and LYRICS) the product must have appeal. And that appeal means you need a "hook" in the lyric/music that brings pleasure and be re memorable to the listener. This appeal of the hook varies of course from genre to genre. A vast difference between Mettalica hooks to those provided by Barry Manilow. Yet they both sell and sell millions of albums and perform to sold out shows year after year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As always I am looking for feedback on my lyrics. You won't hurt my feelings if you don't like something. I want and encourage you to please leave your comments if you feel so inclined. You can also email me at &lt;a href="mailto:SKUNKCRAZY@AOL.COM"&gt;SKUNKCRAZY@AOL.COM&lt;/a&gt; if you would like. I am also open to working with people to co write some lyrics. I am also avidly looking for someone to collaborate with music wise in the Boston area. Toss out your ideas and let's run with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;br /&gt;Mark&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38521936-116923572480128919?l=lyrichut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/feeds/116923572480128919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38521936&amp;postID=116923572480128919&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/116923572480128919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/116923572480128919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/2007/01/25-lyrics-in-two-weeks.html' title='25 Lyrics in Two Weeks!'/><author><name>Cerebralwaste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205857239042352365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38521936.post-116913066578012551</id><published>2007-01-18T09:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T09:31:05.780-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In Our Small Town</title><content type='html'>I remember growing up in that small town&lt;br /&gt;We had a blast never caring for the things&lt;br /&gt;       in the world that was going down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There where some tough times&lt;br /&gt;That was for sure&lt;br /&gt;But friends are friends and we did what we could&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our small town&lt;br /&gt;In our small town&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the trip we took to 6 Flags&lt;br /&gt;Stood in line for the double loop&lt;br /&gt;Rob lost his lunch and felt like a fool&lt;br /&gt;Back in our small town&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played football out in the street&lt;br /&gt;Kick ball, stick ball and changed all the rules&lt;br /&gt;Back in our small town&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our small town&lt;br /&gt;In our small town&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Childhood turned to the teenage years&lt;br /&gt;We all got cars are cruised through the gears&lt;br /&gt;Changed girlfriends like some change tires&lt;br /&gt;It was a miracle we kind of survived&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The graduation came and went&lt;br /&gt;The gang split up and started to drift&lt;br /&gt;But I will never forget the friendship we had&lt;br /&gt;Some of them are gone and those dreams have past&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our small town&lt;br /&gt;In our small town&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;copywrite 2007 JMD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38521936-116913066578012551?l=lyrichut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/feeds/116913066578012551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38521936&amp;postID=116913066578012551&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/116913066578012551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/116913066578012551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/2007/01/in-our-small-town.html' title='In Our Small Town'/><author><name>Cerebralwaste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205857239042352365</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-38521936.post-116905635463211393</id><published>2007-01-17T12:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T12:52:34.640-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Slow It Down</title><content type='html'>You're running red lights&lt;br /&gt;Going to fast&lt;br /&gt;Burning the emotions up baby&lt;br /&gt;The ones you thought you could make last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you're going through life with blinders on&lt;br /&gt;You gotta slow it down baby&lt;br /&gt;The race has been won&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;Slow it down baby you're going way to fast&lt;br /&gt;You're burning up my heart&lt;br /&gt;Your time has gotta last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slow it down baby you're going way to fast&lt;br /&gt;You're burning up my heart&lt;br /&gt;And you're running out of gas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget the brake lights&lt;br /&gt;You got the pedal to the floor&lt;br /&gt;There's no speed zone baby&lt;br /&gt;When you walked out the door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you drive through life with your headlights off&lt;br /&gt;Your pushin' it to the limit&lt;br /&gt;When your just not that tough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;Slow it down baby you're going way to fast&lt;br /&gt;You're burning up my heart&lt;br /&gt;Your time has gotta last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slow it down baby you're going way to fast&lt;br /&gt;You're burning up my heart&lt;br /&gt;And you're out of gas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You keep running red lights&lt;br /&gt;Going way to fast&lt;br /&gt;You're burning up my heart&lt;br /&gt;And your running out of gas&lt;br /&gt;(to chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slow it down&lt;br /&gt;Slow it down&lt;br /&gt;Slow it down   1 2 3 4 (To chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;copywrite 2007 jmd&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38521936-116905635463211393?l=lyrichut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/feeds/116905635463211393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38521936&amp;postID=116905635463211393&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/116905635463211393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/116905635463211393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/2007/01/slow-it-down.html' title='Slow It Down'/><author><name>Cerebralwaste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205857239042352365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38521936.post-116904157343561672</id><published>2007-01-17T08:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T08:46:13.486-05:00</updated><title type='text'>All The Things We Mean (to each other)</title><content type='html'>Oh Oh ooooo&lt;br /&gt;Life's lonesome road leads past tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;The highway of life seems so unclear&lt;br /&gt;Today turns to yesterday and the weeks pass by like years&lt;br /&gt;   Just wanting you near&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a river of hope waiting on the stairwell&lt;br /&gt;The banister of hope slowly turns to stone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are choices to make&lt;br /&gt;       and dreams to mend&lt;br /&gt;Follow me close&lt;br /&gt;      and we'll learn how to give&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the things we mean to each other.....&lt;br /&gt;All the things we mean to each other....&lt;br /&gt;All the things we mean to each other....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no matter what the future holds&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there to hold you close&lt;br /&gt;And we can share&lt;br /&gt;All the things we mean to each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz There are choices to make&lt;br /&gt;       and dreams to mend&lt;br /&gt;Follow me close&lt;br /&gt;      and we'll learn how to give&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the things we mean to each other.....&lt;br /&gt;All the things we mean to each other....&lt;br /&gt;All the things we mean to each other....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;copywrite 2007 JMD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38521936-116904157343561672?l=lyrichut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/feeds/116904157343561672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38521936&amp;postID=116904157343561672&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/116904157343561672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/116904157343561672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/2007/01/all-things-we-mean-to-each-other.html' title='All The Things We Mean (to each other)'/><author><name>Cerebralwaste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205857239042352365</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-38521936.post-116895586140796300</id><published>2007-01-16T08:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T08:57:41.416-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Can't See You</title><content type='html'>I see the snowy fields&lt;br /&gt;They go on forever&lt;br /&gt;I see the empty smiles&lt;br /&gt;They're not so far behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel the empty hearts&lt;br /&gt;Longing just to feel&lt;br /&gt;I sense the teary eyes&lt;br /&gt;With nothing left to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;But I can't see you through the fog in the air&lt;br /&gt;I can't see you, though you're standing there&lt;br /&gt;I can't see you in clear of day&lt;br /&gt;I can't see you in the pouring rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see the snow melt on the mountaintop&lt;br /&gt;The streams go on forever&lt;br /&gt;I see the dreams melt away empty smiles&lt;br /&gt;The pain isn't so far behind&lt;br /&gt;(To chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see the snowy fields&lt;br /&gt;They go on forever&lt;br /&gt;I see the empty smiles&lt;br /&gt;They're not so far behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel the empty hearts&lt;br /&gt;Longing just to feel&lt;br /&gt;I sense the teary eyes&lt;br /&gt;With nothing left to see&lt;br /&gt;(to chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;copywrite 2007 JMD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38521936-116895586140796300?l=lyrichut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/feeds/116895586140796300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38521936&amp;postID=116895586140796300&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/116895586140796300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/116895586140796300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-cant-see-you.html' title='I Can&apos;t See You'/><author><name>Cerebralwaste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205857239042352365</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-38521936.post-116887370108234566</id><published>2007-01-15T09:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T10:16:16.370-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in Action</title><content type='html'>There's never been a chance to find&lt;br /&gt;Another girl like you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been around long enough to know&lt;br /&gt;That I should have never let you go (o'no)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've gone through some changes&lt;br /&gt;Since I last saw you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've done some healin' yeah baby&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm back and coming after you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm back, yeah I'm back in action&lt;br /&gt;And I'm coming for you&lt;br /&gt;Look out, there's no turning back&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I'm back... and I need satisfaction&lt;br /&gt;And I'm back and I'm coming back for you&lt;br /&gt;(bridge)&lt;br /&gt;It took me a while to find some courage&lt;br /&gt;After losing you&lt;br /&gt;I stepped back from all the action&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm looking for some satisfaction&lt;br /&gt;Girl I'm coming after you&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming after you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus 2)&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I'm back, back in action&lt;br /&gt;And I'm coming after you&lt;br /&gt;Just to be coming back after you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I should have known better&lt;br /&gt;Than to let you go&lt;br /&gt;I should have stopped you right there&lt;br /&gt;When I let you walk out the door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've gone through some changes&lt;br /&gt;Since I last saw you&lt;br /&gt;I've done some healin' yeah baby&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm headin' back for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;copywrite 2007 jmd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I envision this as a classic "southern rock" tune ala 38 special or Lynard Skinner. Both favorites of mine growing up. Just a good ole boy wind em up rock type anthem with a good "pop" sound that is commercial by design. Thoughts? Ideas? Anyone?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38521936-116887370108234566?l=lyrichut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/feeds/116887370108234566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38521936&amp;postID=116887370108234566&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/116887370108234566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/116887370108234566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/2007/01/back-in-action.html' title='Back in Action'/><author><name>Cerebralwaste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205857239042352365</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-38521936.post-116886900352703291</id><published>2007-01-15T08:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T08:50:03.536-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby I'm On My Way</title><content type='html'>There's a message in the air but its not quite clear&lt;br /&gt;(Baby I'm on my way)&lt;br /&gt;I can't touch your hand cuz I'm so far away&lt;br /&gt;(Ba Baby I'm on my way)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say lightening doesn't strike twice&lt;br /&gt;But I don't know&lt;br /&gt;I'm a rebel in my heart&lt;br /&gt;I'm always on the move you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby.. I'm on my way&lt;br /&gt;Baby.. I'm on my way&lt;br /&gt;Baby.. I'm on my way&lt;br /&gt;Baby.. I'm on my way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do or die, yeah that's the situation&lt;br /&gt;I take it to the limit with no complications BABY&lt;br /&gt;And all ever wanted you to know (Baby I'm on my way)&lt;br /&gt;Is this burning love I feel I just can't let go (BABY! I'm on my way)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on my way&lt;br /&gt;Baby I'm on my way&lt;br /&gt;Ba Ba Baby... I'm on my WAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ba Ba Baby.. I'm on my way&lt;br /&gt;Baby.. I'm on my way&lt;br /&gt;Ba Ba Baby.. I'm on my way&lt;br /&gt;Baby.. I'm on my way&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38521936-116886900352703291?l=lyrichut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/feeds/116886900352703291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38521936&amp;postID=116886900352703291&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/116886900352703291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/116886900352703291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/2007/01/baby-im-on-my-way.html' title='Baby I&apos;m On My Way'/><author><name>Cerebralwaste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205857239042352365</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-38521936.post-116878160753939452</id><published>2007-01-14T08:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T08:33:27.540-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So Long</title><content type='html'>So long&lt;br /&gt;You say you gotta go and set your self free&lt;br /&gt;So long&lt;br /&gt;I hope you find the answers&lt;br /&gt;I hope you get what you need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and no matter what I did it wasn't good enough&lt;br /&gt;I gave you my all now what was I supposed to do&lt;br /&gt;Now all I have to say to you.... is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;So long&lt;br /&gt;You say you gotta go and set your self free&lt;br /&gt;So long&lt;br /&gt;I hope you find the answers&lt;br /&gt;I hope you get what you need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no matter what I did&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't good enough&lt;br /&gt;Pull up your stakes&lt;br /&gt;The times are tough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Bridge)&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I'm done being your whippin' boy&lt;br /&gt;I've just got better things to do&lt;br /&gt;You've left you mark go on and make a fresh start&lt;br /&gt;Baby I'm not gonna be used.. by you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;copywrite 2007 jmd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(to chorus repeat 3 times and fade)&lt;br /&gt;copywrite 2007 jmd&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38521936-116878160753939452?l=lyrichut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/feeds/116878160753939452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38521936&amp;postID=116878160753939452&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/116878160753939452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/116878160753939452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/2007/01/so-long.html' title='So Long'/><author><name>Cerebralwaste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205857239042352365</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-38521936.post-116878137228556360</id><published>2007-01-14T08:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T08:29:32.293-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Journey to Nowhere</title><content type='html'>I've gotta go gotta go, gotta go&lt;br /&gt;On that journey to nowhere&lt;br /&gt;I've got to go and find myself there&lt;br /&gt;I've just got to go there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Journey to nowhere&lt;br /&gt;I've just go to go there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I've been down&lt;br /&gt;Kicked in the face&lt;br /&gt;Lost my soul in part of the race&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm seeking some redemption&lt;br /&gt;No matter the cost&lt;br /&gt;Tryin' to face the future&lt;br /&gt;But somehow I got lost, so i've..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gotta go gotta go, gotta go&lt;br /&gt;On that journey to nowhere&lt;br /&gt;I've got to go and find myself there&lt;br /&gt;I've just got to go there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Journey to nowhere&lt;br /&gt;I've just go to go there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; copywrite 2007 jmd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38521936-116878137228556360?l=lyrichut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/feeds/116878137228556360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38521936&amp;postID=116878137228556360&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/116878137228556360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/116878137228556360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/2007/01/journey-to-nowhere.html' title='Journey to Nowhere'/><author><name>Cerebralwaste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205857239042352365</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-38521936.post-116870130714748770</id><published>2007-01-13T10:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T17:03:32.253-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Window Within Myself</title><content type='html'>I need to find another way&lt;br /&gt;I need to search for a new route&lt;br /&gt;I need to learn to look at myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a strange way to travel&lt;br /&gt;When the map's not quite clear&lt;br /&gt;There's twists at every turn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to face the truth&lt;br /&gt;Keep opening the doors&lt;br /&gt;And listen to what my heart tells&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to find a window within myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Searching for answers&lt;br /&gt;On the highway of life&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you play the clown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a mountain of hope&lt;br /&gt;A desert of despair&lt;br /&gt;The uncertainty can bring you down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;But I keep pushin' on&lt;br /&gt;Holding on&lt;br /&gt;To that, that I hold near&lt;br /&gt;(but I)&lt;br /&gt;Just to find.. I gotta find.. Just to find&lt;br /&gt;A window within myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta find, nothing to hide, gotta find&lt;br /&gt;A window within myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(bridge)&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow isn't written in stone&lt;br /&gt;I keep saying there's nothing left to fear&lt;br /&gt;But these memories I've lost&lt;br /&gt;I can't total the cost&lt;br /&gt;I am on the edge of despair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;copywrite 2007 JMD and Nasra Al Adawi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inspired by the blog &lt;a href="http://iamnasra.blogspot.com/"&gt;A WINDOW WITIN MYSELF&lt;/a&gt;. I lifted the name from her blog. I do hope you don't mind! It just clicked!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38521936-116870130714748770?l=lyrichut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/feeds/116870130714748770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38521936&amp;postID=116870130714748770&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/116870130714748770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/116870130714748770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/2007/01/window-within-myself.html' title='A Window Within Myself'/><author><name>Cerebralwaste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205857239042352365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38521936.post-116860839008433376</id><published>2007-01-12T08:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T08:26:30.086-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Don't Wanna Hear (Those Words From You)</title><content type='html'>I don't wanna hear those words from you&lt;br /&gt;When they don't sound sincere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have to peel back the years&lt;br /&gt;When we're finally on our own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in the night I hear you call my name&lt;br /&gt;But I won't answer... I can't answer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing holding back this wall of pain&lt;br /&gt;Except you.. except you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;So I'll stoke the fires of love&lt;br /&gt;And dream of better days&lt;br /&gt;But I don't wanna hear those words from you&lt;br /&gt;I just can relive the pain&lt;br /&gt;We tried to hold the candle&lt;br /&gt;But baby we got burned&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing left but sour dreams&lt;br /&gt;Nightmares that never end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(bridge)&lt;br /&gt;I don't want these memories&lt;br /&gt;That haunt me day by day&lt;br /&gt;Losing you won't bring me answers&lt;br /&gt;But it helps with the pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;copywrite 2007 JMD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This lyric is one of the first "blues/jazz" inspired ones I have ever done. I have loved the blues but never really felt the  "need" to try and write something overly bluesy. I would love to sit down with someone and finish this one off musically. I know there isn't much commericial appeal and by no means is the lyric "POP" enough for radio, but I think it has enough soul to stand up and be turned into something special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38521936-116860839008433376?l=lyrichut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/feeds/116860839008433376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38521936&amp;postID=116860839008433376&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/116860839008433376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/116860839008433376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-dont-wanna-hear-those-words-from-you.html' title='I Don&apos;t Wanna Hear (Those Words From You)'/><author><name>Cerebralwaste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205857239042352365</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-38521936.post-116860786725096905</id><published>2007-01-12T08:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T08:17:47.260-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tell Her You Love Her</title><content type='html'>It's a strange game you play when live all alone&lt;br /&gt;You can't hide what you feel, when you feel naked to the bone&lt;br /&gt;Try as you might you know your livin' a lie&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's just another day on this crazy ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you finally think that you have found that special someone&lt;br /&gt;Your afraid to open up and tell her she's the one&lt;br /&gt;Don't play with danger is all that you can think&lt;br /&gt;But the simple fact remains you'll either swim or sink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;You gotta&lt;br /&gt;Tell her that you love her&lt;br /&gt;Faster the better&lt;br /&gt;Tell her that you need her&lt;br /&gt;And don't do it in a letter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you search your dreams on into the night&lt;br /&gt;And you still feel so uncertain about the internal fight&lt;br /&gt;Tryin to hide just what your feelin' inside&lt;br /&gt;The longer you wait the more you want to hide&lt;br /&gt;(to chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;copywrite 2007 jmd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38521936-116860786725096905?l=lyrichut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/feeds/116860786725096905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38521936&amp;postID=116860786725096905&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/116860786725096905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/116860786725096905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/2007/01/tell-her-you-love-her.html' title='Tell Her You Love Her'/><author><name>Cerebralwaste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205857239042352365</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-38521936.post-116853133873291201</id><published>2007-01-11T11:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T11:02:18.740-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Run Run Run Away</title><content type='html'>There's a moment in life when push comes shove&lt;br /&gt;It's a delicate choice that you have to make&lt;br /&gt;Fight or flight there's no give' n take&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are you gonna&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;Run Run Run away from me baby&lt;br /&gt;or Stay Stay Stay all day&lt;br /&gt;you gonna Run Run Run away from me baby&lt;br /&gt;Or do you want to stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say a stitch n time might save you nine&lt;br /&gt;O yeah the choice is up to you&lt;br /&gt;Do or die there's no wrong or right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Cuz the choice is up to you.. Are you gonna&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;Run Run Run away from me baby&lt;br /&gt;or Stay Stay Stay all day&lt;br /&gt;you gonna Run Run Run away from me baby&lt;br /&gt;Or do you want to stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge&lt;br /&gt;I can say I've seen the future&lt;br /&gt;The bright lights are ahead&lt;br /&gt;Win lose or draw is the situation&lt;br /&gt;Tell me now whatcha gonna do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(to chorus and repeat and fade)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;copywrite 2007 jmd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38521936-116853133873291201?l=lyrichut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/feeds/116853133873291201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38521936&amp;postID=116853133873291201&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/116853133873291201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/116853133873291201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/2007/01/run-run-run-away.html' title='Run Run Run Away'/><author><name>Cerebralwaste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205857239042352365</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-38521936.post-116852774309075452</id><published>2007-01-11T10:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T10:02:23.096-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Can We Sail Away</title><content type='html'>The cold wind blows on this empty face&lt;br /&gt;The ocean washes on the shore&lt;br /&gt;There's an empty space in this old heart of mine&lt;br /&gt;Sometime I wish we could turn back time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can we sail away to forever&lt;br /&gt;Can we mend the price it cost&lt;br /&gt;Come with me we will find the answers&lt;br /&gt;To the memories that we lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz you came to me when I was down&lt;br /&gt;About as far as a person could be&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow may come but with you near&lt;br /&gt;I'm just afraid of what might be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;Can we sail away (sail away)&lt;br /&gt;I think we can turn back the tide&lt;br /&gt;Can we sail away (sail away)&lt;br /&gt;Sail away..... Back in time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the ocean of life&lt;br /&gt;There's no need for sorrow&lt;br /&gt;I will hold your hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch the tide turn and feel our hearts merge&lt;br /&gt;Baby I think we have a plan.... Sail Away....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;copywrite 2007 jmd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38521936-116852774309075452?l=lyrichut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/feeds/116852774309075452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38521936&amp;postID=116852774309075452&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/116852774309075452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/116852774309075452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/2007/01/can-we-sail-away.html' title='Can We Sail Away'/><author><name>Cerebralwaste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205857239042352365</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-38521936.post-116843137190699100</id><published>2007-01-10T07:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T07:16:11.913-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Unfinsihed Lyric</title><content type='html'>My friends all 'round me say&lt;br /&gt;"Boy it is time to move on"&lt;br /&gt;I just can't seem to let go&lt;br /&gt;When these feelings are still so strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having a hard time facing the future&lt;br /&gt;When I can't put the past to an end&lt;br /&gt;I'm holdin' my heart and it's broken&lt;br /&gt;And there's no chance it will mend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dark sky surrounds me&lt;br /&gt;Tears still fill my eyes&lt;br /&gt;The picture of you on my nightstand&lt;br /&gt;Keeps drawing me in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get up every morning&lt;br /&gt;And put a brave face on&lt;br /&gt;But part of me is dying&lt;br /&gt;I'm just not that strong&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The dark sky surrounds me&lt;br /&gt;Tears still fill my eyes&lt;br /&gt;The picture of you on my nightstand&lt;br /&gt;Keeps drawing me in&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;copywrite 2007 jmd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; This lyric is unfinshed. I can't for the life of me come up with a decent chorus. If anyone can think of one you will of course get a co writing credit for the lyrics.  Which you never know might mean big bucks down the line. Email me at &lt;a href="mailto:skunkcrazy@aol.com"&gt;skunkcrazy@aol.com&lt;/a&gt; or feel free to post your suggestions. Thansk! ~CW~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38521936-116843137190699100?l=lyrichut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/feeds/116843137190699100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38521936&amp;postID=116843137190699100&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/116843137190699100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/116843137190699100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/2007/01/unfinsihed-lyric.html' title='Unfinsihed Lyric'/><author><name>Cerebralwaste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205857239042352365</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-38521936.post-116835178068934728</id><published>2007-01-09T09:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T09:09:40.693-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's To Late To Say Tomorrow Will Never Come</title><content type='html'>I can't explain the feelings that keep stirring in my soul&lt;br /&gt;I feel something keep telling me it's just time to let go&lt;br /&gt;And intuition tells me to keep hangin' on&lt;br /&gt;But my feelings collide..... (heavy drum beat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Countdown to another scale&lt;br /&gt;Breakdown everything that we made&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's to late to say tomorrow will never come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(guitar solo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't explain just what seems to come over me&lt;br /&gt;And I can't hide what you did to me&lt;br /&gt;The pain and anger seems to carry on&lt;br /&gt;But my feelings collide.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Countdown to another scale&lt;br /&gt;Breakdown everything that we made&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's to late to say tomorrow will never come&lt;br /&gt;To late to say.. It's just to late to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will never come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge&lt;br /&gt;And I can't say that you weren't good for me&lt;br /&gt;I tried to so hard to keep livin' the dream&lt;br /&gt;I stay awake till all hours of the night&lt;br /&gt;Just tryin' to understand what you did with my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't explain just what seems to come over me&lt;br /&gt;And I can't hide what you did to me&lt;br /&gt;The pain and anger seems to carry on&lt;br /&gt;But my feelings collide.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Countdown to another scale&lt;br /&gt;Breakdown everything that we made&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's to late to say tomorrow will never come&lt;br /&gt;To late to say.. It's just to late to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will never come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38521936-116835178068934728?l=lyrichut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/feeds/116835178068934728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38521936&amp;postID=116835178068934728&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/116835178068934728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/116835178068934728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/2007/01/its-to-late-to-say-tomorrow-will-never.html' title='It&apos;s To Late To Say Tomorrow Will Never Come'/><author><name>Cerebralwaste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205857239042352365</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-38521936.post-116835169766553160</id><published>2007-01-09T09:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T09:08:17.676-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Give It To Me One More Time</title><content type='html'>So you think I am hard to handle well I admit I'm hard to hold&lt;br /&gt;I never give much thought to the guilty pleasures&lt;br /&gt;I would rather be bad than bold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I've got some choices to make&lt;br /&gt;Time is not on my side&lt;br /&gt;Turning the corner on this empty ride&lt;br /&gt;I gotta make more out of this time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give it to me one more time&lt;br /&gt;Forget about tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Give it to me one more time&lt;br /&gt;No more pain and sorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I've never been one to be dragged down&lt;br /&gt;Never thought much about wrong and right&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is just another day&lt;br /&gt;To be flown on this empty flight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I've got some choices to make&lt;br /&gt;Time is not on my side&lt;br /&gt;Turning the corner on this empty ride&lt;br /&gt;I gotta make more out of this time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give it to me one more time&lt;br /&gt;Forget about tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Give it to me one more time&lt;br /&gt;No more pain and sorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;copywrite 2007 JMD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38521936-116835169766553160?l=lyrichut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38521936.post-116825832800835605</id><published>2007-01-08T07:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T07:12:08.016-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Farmer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The farmer tills the soil&lt;br /&gt;Plants the crops that feeds this land&lt;br /&gt;He toils day and night for his family&lt;br /&gt;He can't afford a hired hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through it all he manages to keep his head held high&lt;br /&gt;Though sometimes he barely makes enough to survive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winter snow and the summer drought&lt;br /&gt;May keep the tractors in the barn&lt;br /&gt;But he finds the strength to plant the wheat&lt;br /&gt;As nothing is ever wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His hands are calloused and his face is chapped&lt;br /&gt;But he still hauls the hay&lt;br /&gt;The cattle need feed at the end of the yard&lt;br /&gt;It's just another day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And through it all he finds the strength&lt;br /&gt;Somehow to carry on&lt;br /&gt;He's the greatest hero of our time&lt;br /&gt;But we never know his name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though we never know his name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through it all he manages to keep his head held high&lt;br /&gt;And we never know his name...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we never know his name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;copywrite 2007 JMD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38521936-116825832800835605?l=lyrichut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/feeds/116825832800835605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38521936&amp;postID=116825832800835605&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/116825832800835605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/116825832800835605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/2007/01/farmer-farmer-tills-soil-plants-crops.html' title=''/><author><name>Cerebralwaste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205857239042352365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38521936.post-116819068558048275</id><published>2007-01-07T12:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T12:24:45.586-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Walkin' the Razor Edge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;You find yourself in a compromising position&lt;br /&gt;You wish for yourself to stand taller than the trees&lt;br /&gt;But in the end  your in the corner&lt;br /&gt;Fighting for a chance in this life&lt;br /&gt;Don't try to walk the razors edge&lt;br /&gt;When you can't get past tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see yourself as the king of the mountain&lt;br /&gt;You dream the dream of finding the pot of gold&lt;br /&gt;But in the end  your in the corner&lt;br /&gt;Fighting for a chance in this life&lt;br /&gt;Don't try to walk the razors edge&lt;br /&gt;When you can't get past tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;Your just walkin' the razor edge past tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Closing you eyes to all that's alive&lt;br /&gt;You'll never get past the pain and the sorrow&lt;br /&gt;In the end you're just living a lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've searched you soul for all that you've borrowed&lt;br /&gt;You have dreamed the dreams for too long&lt;br /&gt;But in the end you are in the corner&lt;br /&gt;Fighting for a chance in this life&lt;br /&gt;Don't try to walk the razors edge&lt;br /&gt;When you can't get past tonight (to chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;copywrite 2007 JMD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38521936-116819068558048275?l=lyrichut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/feeds/116819068558048275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38521936&amp;postID=116819068558048275&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/116819068558048275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/116819068558048275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/2007/01/walkin-razor-edge-you-find-yourself-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Cerebralwaste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205857239042352365</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-38521936.post-116818169675898605</id><published>2007-01-07T09:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T09:54:56.766-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dumb Italian&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my hair slicked back all full of grease&lt;br /&gt;The world  by the balls if you know what I mean&lt;br /&gt;My new Z car is gonna shine tonight&lt;br /&gt;I passed 12th Grade that means I'm bright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuz I'm a dumb Italian&lt;br /&gt;Dumb Italian&lt;br /&gt;Dumb Italian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my girl are going out tonight&lt;br /&gt;If there's a moolie there there's gonna be a fight&lt;br /&gt;Don't you make fun of my shirt or the way I wear my cloths&lt;br /&gt;I bought two more chains made of gold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuz I'm a dumb Italian&lt;br /&gt;Dumb Italian&lt;br /&gt;Dumb Italian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(bridge)I was born on the south side of Revere&lt;br /&gt;Never been past Chinatown&lt;br /&gt;Bought a house in Chelsea&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I walk through Roxbury&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuz I'm a dumb Italian&lt;br /&gt;Dumb Italian&lt;br /&gt;Dumb Italian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;copywrite 1991-2007 JMD and ACK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song was written back in the early 90's by me and my best friend who has since passed on from the planet. This song was born from our experiences on the North Shore area of Massachusetts, specifically a town by the name of Revere and its waterfront area Revere Beach. We had a blast in those days. Over the years we played this song for many people and the response was nothing short of positive. And yes that included many of our friends who are of Italian decent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had plans to record the song and submit it to one of the local radio stations in Boston (WBCN) who at the time was known for giving local artists a shot. Sadly those plans never happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a couple more verses that have slipped from my memory. When I find them I will make the proper edit to this entry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38521936-116818169675898605?l=lyrichut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/feeds/116818169675898605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38521936&amp;postID=116818169675898605&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/116818169675898605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/116818169675898605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/2007/01/dumb-italian-got-my-hair-slicked-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Cerebralwaste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205857239042352365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38521936.post-116817867403056473</id><published>2007-01-07T09:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T09:04:34.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Never to Late to Say I'm sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When push comes to shove you know you gotta count on someone&lt;br /&gt;You can't take the chance that you can hold your own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the chips are down and it's time to fold&lt;br /&gt;You can call my name and I'll be on the run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O it's never to late to say that your sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's never to late to make amends&lt;br /&gt;Say the words it will help end your pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O' it's never to late to say your sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When push comes to shove you know you gotta count on someone&lt;br /&gt;You can't take the chance that you can hold you own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never to late... to say your sorry&lt;br /&gt;Never to late... to start again&lt;br /&gt;Cuz when the chips are down and it's time to fold&lt;br /&gt;You can call my name and I'll be on the run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O it's never to late to say I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;Never to late to say I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;copywrite 2007 JMD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38521936-116817867403056473?l=lyrichut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38521936.post-116817859446645868</id><published>2007-01-07T09:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T09:03:14.473-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Now and Again</title><content type='html'>Now and again I think of you&lt;br /&gt;Now and again I can see your smile&lt;br /&gt;Now and again I can see past the future&lt;br /&gt;Now and again I feel I am living a lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though there's 10,000 miles between us&lt;br /&gt;I can feel your presence in the air&lt;br /&gt;Now and again I long to hold you&lt;br /&gt;Now and again I'm in despair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though some say only fools fall in love&lt;br /&gt;A foolish heart can survive&lt;br /&gt;Light a candle and say a prayer&lt;br /&gt;Baby I'm coming home tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;Now and again&lt;br /&gt;Forever more&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to be a stronger person&lt;br /&gt;Just knowing your on my side&lt;br /&gt;Now and again&lt;br /&gt;Now and again&lt;br /&gt;Now and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now and again there's a sliver of hope&lt;br /&gt;Now again the sun shines&lt;br /&gt;Now and again our favorite song plays&lt;br /&gt;Now and again we both cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though we travel on life's broken highway&lt;br /&gt;We are both to strong not to survive&lt;br /&gt;Now and again I long to hold you&lt;br /&gt;I'm so lucky your in my life..... Now and again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now and again on life's lonesome highway&lt;br /&gt;Two worlds learn to survive&lt;br /&gt;Now and again I long to tell you&lt;br /&gt;Just what you mean to my life. Now and again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now and again&lt;br /&gt;Now and again&lt;br /&gt;Now and again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;copywrite 2007 JMD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38521936-116817859446645868?l=lyrichut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/feeds/116817859446645868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38521936&amp;postID=116817859446645868&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/116817859446645868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/116817859446645868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooo Daybreak is tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is another roll of the dice&lt;br /&gt;Live and die by your own words&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry about the cost or the price&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daybreak is tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Daybreak is tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Daybreak is tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A trail of broken dreams lies behind you&lt;br /&gt;Though you seldom think about the cost&lt;br /&gt;Shakin' off the blues that stand before you&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter if you won or lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your gonna live and die by your own needs&lt;br /&gt;Forget the lessons of the past&lt;br /&gt;Make the break for the heartbeat&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you choose it's gonna last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooo Daybreak is tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is another roll of the dice&lt;br /&gt;Live and die by your own words&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry about the cost or the price&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daybreak is tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Daybreak is tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Daybreak is tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;copywrite 2007 JMD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38521936-116812079990025422?l=lyrichut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/feeds/116812079990025422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38521936&amp;postID=116812079990025422&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/116812079990025422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/116812079990025422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/2007/01/daybreak-is-tomorrow.html' title='Daybreak is Tomorrow'/><author><name>Cerebralwaste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205857239042352365</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-38521936.post-116812017114020311</id><published>2007-01-06T16:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T16:50:41.653-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Headin' For The Fall</title><content type='html'>Spinning my wheels on the dance floor of life&lt;br /&gt;Just tryin' to leave my mark&lt;br /&gt;Caught up in a world full of doubt&lt;br /&gt;You know I think I need some kind of new start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well you know I can keep up with the best of them&lt;br /&gt;I can leave the women full of doubt&lt;br /&gt;But I just can't keep my eyes off you&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that what it is all about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though we never saw it coming&lt;br /&gt;The writing was on the wall&lt;br /&gt;You bring me down and take me round&lt;br /&gt;Yeah baby I headin for the fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;Headin for the fall (headin for the fall)&lt;br /&gt;I can see it coming clear as the day&lt;br /&gt;I'm headin for the fall (headin for the fall)&lt;br /&gt;I guess it just the price I have to pay.... for loving you... loving you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't mistake the words that I'm sayin&lt;br /&gt;You picked me up when I was down&lt;br /&gt;I never thought we could be as one&lt;br /&gt;When me role was that of a sad clown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though we never saw it coming&lt;br /&gt;The writing was on the wall&lt;br /&gt;You bring me down and take me round&lt;br /&gt;Yeah baby I headin for the fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm headin for the fall&lt;br /&gt;I can see the future laid out ahead (headin for the fall) (to chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;copywrite 2007 JMD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38521936-116812017114020311?l=lyrichut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/feeds/116812017114020311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38521936&amp;postID=116812017114020311&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/116812017114020311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/116812017114020311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/2007/01/headin-for-fall.html' title='Headin&apos; For The Fall'/><author><name>Cerebralwaste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205857239042352365</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-38521936.post-116812006581670763</id><published>2007-01-06T16:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T16:51:15.830-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Just The Game That We Play</title><content type='html'>You gotta run it down take it down and try to split the middle&lt;br /&gt;Fill it up, top it off and don't let any dribble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O no It's the game that we play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gotta play the crowd wow em' down and hit it down the center&lt;br /&gt;Run around and drag it down and try to keep it simple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O no It's the game that we play&lt;br /&gt;O no It's the game that we play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a matter of choice and it's up to you&lt;br /&gt;Just shuffle the cards no matter what you chose&lt;br /&gt;Believe in you heart if you think have too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O no it's just the game that we play&lt;br /&gt;O no it's just the games that we play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(bridge)&lt;br /&gt;Hearts on fire an everlasting thirst&lt;br /&gt;The miracle of life starts with a single birth&lt;br /&gt;Win lose or draw can make the vicar curse&lt;br /&gt;It's a matter of choice yes it's up to you......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speed it up slow down make the news on time&lt;br /&gt;Run in line, step in time you better be the man tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch the kiss and make the wish and hold on to the middle&lt;br /&gt;Dream the dream you dare to dream but never keep it simple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O no it's just the games that we play&lt;br /&gt;O no it's just the game that we play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a matter of choice and it's up to you&lt;br /&gt;Just shuffle the cards no matter what you chose&lt;br /&gt;Believe in you heart if you think have too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O no it's just the game that we play&lt;br /&gt;O no it's just the games that we play&lt;br /&gt;copywrite 2007 JMD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38521936-116812006581670763?l=lyrichut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/feeds/116812006581670763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38521936&amp;postID=116812006581670763&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/116812006581670763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/116812006581670763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/2007/01/its-just-game-that-we-play.html' title='It&apos;s Just The Game That We Play'/><author><name>Cerebralwaste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205857239042352365</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-38521936.post-116811987707096056</id><published>2007-01-06T16:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T16:44:37.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Love to Survive</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;A Little Love to Survive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never hang on to the past&lt;br /&gt;The future will be a past to an end&lt;br /&gt;Keepin' my friends all around me&lt;br /&gt;Helps me survive this fight from within'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heartbreak is all around me&lt;br /&gt;Though I am just too blind to see&lt;br /&gt;Shall I open me eyes to whatever&lt;br /&gt;Or shall I hold on till the bitter end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tell me what does this future hold&lt;br /&gt;Cold wind and bitter rain&lt;br /&gt;I long for warmer climates&lt;br /&gt;Anything to help end this pain&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;Take me to the future cuz I'm falling&lt;br /&gt;We all need a little love to survive&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow may just be another day&lt;br /&gt;But I gotta make it through the night (repeat x 2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same ole song's play on the radio&lt;br /&gt;A tragic take on loves that are lost&lt;br /&gt;Reachin' out for some answers&lt;br /&gt;Can I pay the final cost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tell me what does my future hold&lt;br /&gt;No more cold wind and bitter rain&lt;br /&gt;I just need some warmer answers&lt;br /&gt;Anything to help end this pain.(Repeat chorus and fade)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Copywrite 2007 JMD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38521936-116811987707096056?l=lyrichut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/feeds/116811987707096056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38521936&amp;postID=116811987707096056&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/116811987707096056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38521936/posts/default/116811987707096056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyrichut.blogspot.com/2007/01/little-love-to-survive.html' title='A 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