<?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-26647858</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:40:33.104-07:00</updated><category term='luís belo'/><category term='moleskine'/><title type='text'>stay true</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://young-till-i-die.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26647858/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://young-till-i-die.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>raquel fialho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17148002419440763559</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>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26647858.post-7949332087756860615</id><published>2007-11-28T13:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T13:41:24.771-08:00</updated><title type='text'>we must never be apart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IVS-FKW21kE/R03gcOxy7FI/AAAAAAAAAAw/cM5OJY3yT-M/s1600-h/emotive.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138009525507517522" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IVS-FKW21kE/R03gcOxy7FI/AAAAAAAAAAw/cM5OJY3yT-M/s320/emotive.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26647858-7949332087756860615?l=young-till-i-die.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://young-till-i-die.blogspot.com/feeds/7949332087756860615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26647858&amp;postID=7949332087756860615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26647858/posts/default/7949332087756860615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26647858/posts/default/7949332087756860615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://young-till-i-die.blogspot.com/2007/11/we-must-never-be-apart.html' title='we must never be apart'/><author><name>raquel fialho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17148002419440763559</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IVS-FKW21kE/R03gcOxy7FI/AAAAAAAAAAw/cM5OJY3yT-M/s72-c/emotive.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26647858.post-5019261429729185094</id><published>2007-11-26T01:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T01:54:33.472-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bom dia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IVS-FKW21kE/R0qXzuxy7EI/AAAAAAAAAAo/S39pDbF0aU8/s1600-h/0024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137085239955483714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IVS-FKW21kE/R0qXzuxy7EI/AAAAAAAAAAo/S39pDbF0aU8/s320/0024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26647858-5019261429729185094?l=young-till-i-die.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://young-till-i-die.blogspot.com/feeds/5019261429729185094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26647858&amp;postID=5019261429729185094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26647858/posts/default/5019261429729185094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26647858/posts/default/5019261429729185094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://young-till-i-die.blogspot.com/2007/11/bom-dia.html' title='bom dia'/><author><name>raquel fialho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17148002419440763559</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IVS-FKW21kE/R0qXzuxy7EI/AAAAAAAAAAo/S39pDbF0aU8/s72-c/0024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26647858.post-939314064694674311</id><published>2007-11-21T15:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T16:01:10.063-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='luís belo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moleskine'/><title type='text'>corações e mensagens secretas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IVS-FKW21kE/R0TGeexy7DI/AAAAAAAAAAg/MWpryLtDxX8/s1600-h/raquel,existesnomeudiiÃ¡rio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135447702069505074" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IVS-FKW21kE/R0TGeexy7DI/AAAAAAAAAAg/MWpryLtDxX8/s320/raquel,existesnomeudii%C3%A1rio.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IVS-FKW21kE/R0TAcOxy7CI/AAAAAAAAAAY/w2dWyLkoGgU/s1600-h/raquel,existesnomeudiiÃ¡rio.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;registos das coisas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;coisas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;coisas que são mas não parecem, são só coisas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;coisas tuas, coisas minhas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;castanhas e cordas e música.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dedos e cores de outono.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;corações perdidos por aqui e por ali.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26647858-939314064694674311?l=young-till-i-die.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://young-till-i-die.blogspot.com/feeds/939314064694674311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26647858&amp;postID=939314064694674311' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26647858/posts/default/939314064694674311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26647858/posts/default/939314064694674311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://young-till-i-die.blogspot.com/2007/11/coraes-e-mensagens-secretas.html' title='corações e mensagens secretas'/><author><name>raquel fialho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17148002419440763559</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IVS-FKW21kE/R0TGeexy7DI/AAAAAAAAAAg/MWpryLtDxX8/s72-c/raquel,existesnomeudii%C3%A1rio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26647858.post-116133234984573470</id><published>2006-10-20T01:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T01:19:09.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>true love waits</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4885/2791/1600/true%20love%20waits.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4885/2791/320/true%20love%20waits.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just, don't leave&lt;br /&gt;Don't leave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And true love waits&lt;br /&gt;In haunted  attics&lt;br /&gt;And true love lives&lt;br /&gt;On lollipops and crisps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26647858-116133234984573470?l=young-till-i-die.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://young-till-i-die.blogspot.com/feeds/116133234984573470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26647858&amp;postID=116133234984573470' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26647858/posts/default/116133234984573470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26647858/posts/default/116133234984573470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://young-till-i-die.blogspot.com/2006/10/true-love-waits.html' title='true love waits'/><author><name>raquel fialho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17148002419440763559</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-26647858.post-116051304093208919</id><published>2006-10-10T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T13:45:07.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shine on</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4885/2791/1600/fear%20------%20love.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4885/2791/320/fear%20------%20love.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't know why I dream this way&lt;br /&gt;The sky is purple and things are right every day&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, it's just this world's so far away&lt;br /&gt;But I won't fight and I won't hate&lt;br /&gt;Well, not today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&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/26647858-116051304093208919?l=young-till-i-die.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://young-till-i-die.blogspot.com/feeds/116051304093208919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26647858&amp;postID=116051304093208919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26647858/posts/default/116051304093208919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26647858/posts/default/116051304093208919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://young-till-i-die.blogspot.com/2006/10/shine-on.html' title='shine on'/><author><name>raquel fialho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17148002419440763559</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-26647858.post-115909604452884700</id><published>2006-09-24T04:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T04:07:24.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blackberry productions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4885/2791/1600/Untitled-1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4885/2791/320/Untitled-1.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lábios de carmim, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sorriso de mirtilho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26647858-115909604452884700?l=young-till-i-die.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://young-till-i-die.blogspot.com/feeds/115909604452884700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26647858&amp;postID=115909604452884700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26647858/posts/default/115909604452884700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26647858/posts/default/115909604452884700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://young-till-i-die.blogspot.com/2006/09/blackberry-productions.html' title='blackberry productions'/><author><name>raquel fialho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17148002419440763559</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-26647858.post-115790813160519782</id><published>2006-09-10T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T10:08:51.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>take these rings...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4885/2791/1600/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4885/2791/320/Untitled-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26647858-115790813160519782?l=young-till-i-die.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://young-till-i-die.blogspot.com/feeds/115790813160519782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26647858&amp;postID=115790813160519782' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26647858/posts/default/115790813160519782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26647858/posts/default/115790813160519782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://young-till-i-die.blogspot.com/2006/09/take-these-rings.html' title='take these rings...'/><author><name>raquel fialho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17148002419440763559</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-26647858.post-115264911682604330</id><published>2006-07-11T13:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T13:18:36.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Razor blade...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4885/2791/1600/my%20feelings%20are%20more%20important%20than%20yours....0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4885/2791/320/my%20feelings%20are%20more%20important%20than%20yours....0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;... that's what I call love&lt;br /&gt;I bet you pick it up and mess around with it&lt;br /&gt;If I  put it down&lt;br /&gt;It gets extremely complicated&lt;br /&gt;Anything to forget  everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got to take me out&lt;br /&gt;At least once a week&lt;br /&gt;Either I'm  in your arms&lt;br /&gt;Or I'm at your feet&lt;br /&gt;I know exactly what you're  thinking&lt;br /&gt;You won't say it now&lt;br /&gt;But in your heart it's loud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, my  feelings are more important than yours&lt;br /&gt;Oh, drop dead, I don't care, I won't  worry&lt;br /&gt;Let it go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the razor blade&lt;br /&gt;Wish it would snap this  rope&lt;br /&gt;The world is in your hands&lt;br /&gt;Or it's at your throat&lt;br /&gt;At times it's  not that complicated&lt;br /&gt;Anything to forget everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He would never  talk&lt;br /&gt;But he was not shy&lt;br /&gt;She was a street-smart girl&lt;br /&gt;But she could not  lie&lt;br /&gt;They were perfect for each other&lt;br /&gt;Say it now&lt;br /&gt;Cause in your heart  it's loud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, my feelings are more important than yours&lt;br /&gt;Oh, drop  dead, I don't care, I won't worry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweetheart&lt;br /&gt;Your feelings are more  important of course&lt;br /&gt;Of course&lt;br /&gt;Everyone you wanted&lt;br /&gt;Everything that we  would take from them&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna know, I don't wanna know&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, tell  me, tell me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, don't, okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26647858-115264911682604330?l=young-till-i-die.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://young-till-i-die.blogspot.com/feeds/115264911682604330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26647858&amp;postID=115264911682604330' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26647858/posts/default/115264911682604330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26647858/posts/default/115264911682604330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://young-till-i-die.blogspot.com/2006/07/razor-blade.html' title='Razor blade...'/><author><name>raquel fialho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17148002419440763559</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-26647858.post-115225503316635325</id><published>2006-07-06T23:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T23:50:33.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hearts wont go away</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4885/2791/1600/hearts%20won%27t%20go%20away.%20no%20if%20you%20know%20how%20to%20keep%20them..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4885/2791/320/hearts%20won%27t%20go%20away.%20no%20if%20you%20know%20how%20to%20keep%20them..jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26647858-115225503316635325?l=young-till-i-die.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://young-till-i-die.blogspot.com/feeds/115225503316635325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26647858&amp;postID=115225503316635325' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26647858/posts/default/115225503316635325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26647858/posts/default/115225503316635325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://young-till-i-die.blogspot.com/2006/07/hearts-wont-go-away.html' title='hearts wont go away'/><author><name>raquel fialho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17148002419440763559</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-26647858.post-115132780230502845</id><published>2006-06-26T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T06:16:42.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thelma &amp; louise...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4885/2791/1600/IMG_6997.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4885/2791/320/IMG_6997.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If you ever plan to motor west,&lt;br /&gt;travel my way, take the highway that's the  best.&lt;br /&gt;Get your kicks on Route sixty-six.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It winds from Chicago to  LA,&lt;br /&gt;more than two thousand miles all the way.&lt;br /&gt;Get your kicks on Route  six-six.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you go through Saint Louis&lt;br /&gt;Joplin, Missouri,&lt;br /&gt;and  Oklahoma City looks mighty pretty.&lt;br /&gt;You see Amarillo,&lt;br /&gt;Gallup, New  Mexico,&lt;br /&gt;Flagstaff, Arizona.&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget Winona,&lt;br /&gt;Kingman, Barstow, San  Bernardino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won't you get hip to this timely tip:&lt;br /&gt;when you make that  California trip&lt;br /&gt;Get your kicks on Route sixty-six.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won't  you get hip to this timely tip:&lt;br /&gt;when you make that California trip&lt;br /&gt;Get  your kicks on Route sixty-six.&lt;br /&gt;Get your kicks on Route sixty-six.&lt;br /&gt;Get your  kicks on Route sixty-six.&lt;br /&gt;Get your...on&lt;br /&gt;Get your...on&lt;br /&gt;Get  your...on&lt;br /&gt;Get your kicks on Route sixty-six.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26647858-115132780230502845?l=young-till-i-die.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://young-till-i-die.blogspot.com/feeds/115132780230502845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26647858&amp;postID=115132780230502845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26647858/posts/default/115132780230502845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26647858/posts/default/115132780230502845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://young-till-i-die.blogspot.com/2006/06/thelma-louise.html' title='thelma &amp; louise...'/><author><name>raquel fialho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17148002419440763559</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-26647858.post-115096454807797582</id><published>2006-06-22T01:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T01:22:28.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>xxx</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4885/2791/1600/IMG%20194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4885/2791/320/IMG%20194.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm a person just like you&lt;br /&gt;But I've got better things to do&lt;br /&gt;Than sit  around and fuck my head&lt;br /&gt;Hang out with the living dead&lt;br /&gt;Snort white shit  up my nose&lt;br /&gt;Pass out at the shows&lt;br /&gt;I don't even think about speed&lt;br /&gt;That's something I just don't need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got the straight edge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a person just like you&lt;br /&gt;But I've got better things to do&lt;br /&gt;Than  sit around and smoke dope&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I know I can cope&lt;br /&gt;Laugh at the thought  of eating ludes&lt;br /&gt;Laugh at the thought of sniffing glue&lt;br /&gt;Always gonna keep  in touch&lt;br /&gt;Never want to use a crutch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got the straight edge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26647858-115096454807797582?l=young-till-i-die.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://young-till-i-die.blogspot.com/feeds/115096454807797582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26647858&amp;postID=115096454807797582' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26647858/posts/default/115096454807797582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26647858/posts/default/115096454807797582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://young-till-i-die.blogspot.com/2006/06/xxx.html' title='xxx'/><author><name>raquel fialho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17148002419440763559</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-26647858.post-115084303275696851</id><published>2006-06-20T15:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T15:37:12.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dá notícias do fundo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4885/2791/1600/IMG_203.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4885/2791/320/IMG_203.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4885/2791/1600/IMG_192.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4885/2791/320/IMG_192.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como passam teus dias&lt;br /&gt;E se a razão nos chega para  viver&lt;br /&gt;Se amor nos serve amor não dá de comer&lt;br /&gt;Fico melhor assim&lt;br /&gt;Em todo  o caso vai pensando em mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se tocámos em alguma coisa&lt;br /&gt;Se me chamas por  algum motivo&lt;br /&gt;Se nos podem ver&lt;br /&gt;Se nos podem tocar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu desejo&lt;br /&gt;É  morrer na paz do teu beijo&lt;br /&gt;Sem futuro&lt;br /&gt;É lutar por um beijo mais  puro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu vou estar sempre aqui&lt;br /&gt;Nada vai mudar&lt;br /&gt;Sinto-te arder no meu  fundo&lt;br /&gt;Eu vou estar sempre aqui&lt;br /&gt;Nada vai mudar&lt;br /&gt;Sinto-te entrar no meu  mundo fundo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nós tocamos em algumas coisas&lt;br /&gt;Nós seguimos por alguns  sentidos&lt;br /&gt;Se nos podem ver&lt;br /&gt;Não nos podem tocar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu desejo&lt;br /&gt;É  morrer na paz do teu beijo&lt;br /&gt;Sem futuro&lt;br /&gt;É lutar por um beijo mais puro &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26647858-115084303275696851?l=young-till-i-die.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://young-till-i-die.blogspot.com/feeds/115084303275696851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26647858&amp;postID=115084303275696851' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26647858/posts/default/115084303275696851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26647858/posts/default/115084303275696851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://young-till-i-die.blogspot.com/2006/06/d-notcias-do-fundo.html' title='Dá notícias do fundo...'/><author><name>raquel fialho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17148002419440763559</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-26647858.post-114992143042775164</id><published>2006-06-09T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T23:37:10.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>getting nowhere faster</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4885/2791/1600/getting%20nowhere%20faster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4885/2791/320/getting%20nowhere%20faster.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2005.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26647858-114992143042775164?l=young-till-i-die.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://young-till-i-die.blogspot.com/feeds/114992143042775164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26647858&amp;postID=114992143042775164' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26647858/posts/default/114992143042775164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26647858/posts/default/114992143042775164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://young-till-i-die.blogspot.com/2006/06/getting-nowhere-faster.html' title='getting nowhere faster'/><author><name>raquel fialho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17148002419440763559</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-26647858.post-114923756272604608</id><published>2006-06-02T01:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T01:39:22.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>regrets</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4885/2791/1600/IMG_-367.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4885/2791/320/IMG_-367.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;não me arrependo meu amor não me arrependo.&lt;br /&gt;mas eu aprendo podes crer, isso eu aprendo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26647858-114923756272604608?l=young-till-i-die.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://young-till-i-die.blogspot.com/feeds/114923756272604608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26647858&amp;postID=114923756272604608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26647858/posts/default/114923756272604608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26647858/posts/default/114923756272604608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://young-till-i-die.blogspot.com/2006/06/regrets.html' title='regrets'/><author><name>raquel fialho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17148002419440763559</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-26647858.post-114906729338185131</id><published>2006-05-31T02:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T02:21:33.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>electrical storm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4885/2791/1600/eletrical%20storm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4885/2791/320/eletrical%20storm.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The sea it swells like a sore head&lt;br /&gt;And the night it is aching&lt;br /&gt;Two lovers  lie with no sheets on their bed&lt;br /&gt;And the day it is breaking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On rainy  days, we'd go swimming out&lt;br /&gt;On rainy days, swimming in the sound&lt;br /&gt;On rainy  days, we'd go swimming out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're in my mind all of the time&lt;br /&gt;I know  that's not enough&lt;br /&gt;If the sky can crack, there must be some way back&lt;br /&gt;For  love and only love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Electrical Storm&lt;br /&gt;Electrical Storm&lt;br /&gt;Electrical Storm&lt;br /&gt;Baby don't cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Car alarm  won't let ya back to sleep&lt;br /&gt;You're kept awake dreaming someone else's dream&lt;br /&gt;Coffee is cold, but it'll get you through&lt;br /&gt;Compromise, that's nothing new  to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see colours that have never been seen&lt;br /&gt;Let's go to  places no one else has been&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're in my mind all of the time&lt;br /&gt;I know  that's not enough&lt;br /&gt;Well if the sky can crack, there must be some way back&lt;br /&gt;To love and only love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Electrical Storm&lt;br /&gt;Electrical Storm&lt;br /&gt;Electrical Storm&lt;br /&gt;Baby don't cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hot as hell, honey, in this  room&lt;br /&gt;Sure hope the weather will break soon&lt;br /&gt;The air is heavy, heavy as a  truck&lt;br /&gt;Need the rain to wash away our bad luck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, If the sky can crack, there must be some way back&lt;br /&gt;To love and  only love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Electrical Storm&lt;br /&gt;Electrical Storm&lt;br /&gt;Electrical Storm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby don't cry&lt;br /&gt;Baby don't cry&lt;br /&gt;Baby don't cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26647858-114906729338185131?l=young-till-i-die.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://young-till-i-die.blogspot.com/feeds/114906729338185131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26647858&amp;postID=114906729338185131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26647858/posts/default/114906729338185131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26647858/posts/default/114906729338185131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://young-till-i-die.blogspot.com/2006/05/electrical-storm.html' title='electrical storm'/><author><name>raquel fialho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17148002419440763559</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-26647858.post-114872028928135766</id><published>2006-05-27T01:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T15:25:22.411-08:00</updated><title type='text'>always</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4885/2791/1600/IMG_3550.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4885/2791/320/IMG_3550.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;stay positive,&lt;br /&gt;stay honest,&lt;br /&gt;stay true.&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/26647858-114872028928135766?l=young-till-i-die.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://young-till-i-die.blogspot.com/feeds/114872028928135766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26647858&amp;postID=114872028928135766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26647858/posts/default/114872028928135766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26647858/posts/default/114872028928135766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://young-till-i-die.blogspot.com/2006/05/allways.html' title='always'/><author><name>raquel fialho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17148002419440763559</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-26647858.post-114842410621326082</id><published>2006-05-23T15:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T15:41:46.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i hope you had the time of your life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4885/2791/1600/_deixa-me_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4885/2791/320/_deixa-me_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There's nothing unpredictable&lt;br /&gt;But in the end that's right&lt;br /&gt;I hope you had the time of your life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26647858-114842410621326082?l=young-till-i-die.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://young-till-i-die.blogspot.com/feeds/114842410621326082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26647858&amp;postID=114842410621326082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26647858/posts/default/114842410621326082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26647858/posts/default/114842410621326082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://young-till-i-die.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-hope-you-had-time-of-your-life.html' title='i hope you had the time of your life'/><author><name>raquel fialho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17148002419440763559</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-26647858.post-114785384636774857</id><published>2006-05-17T01:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T01:17:26.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dia mau...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4885/2791/1600/dia%20mau.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4885/2791/320/dia%20mau.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Não quis guardá-lo para mim&lt;br /&gt;E com a dimensão da dor&lt;br /&gt;A legitimar o fim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu dei&lt;br /&gt;Mas foi para mostrar&lt;br /&gt;Não havendo amor de volta&lt;br /&gt;Nada impede a fonte de secar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas tanto pior&lt;br /&gt;E quem sou eu para te ensinar agora&lt;br /&gt;A ver o lado claro de um dia mau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu sei&lt;br /&gt;A tua vida foi&lt;br /&gt;Marcada pela dor de não saber aonde dói&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas vendo bem&lt;br /&gt;Não houve à luz do dia&lt;br /&gt;Quem não tenha provado&lt;br /&gt;O travo amargo da melancolia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E então rapaz,&lt;br /&gt;Então porque a raiva se a culpa não é minha&lt;br /&gt;Serão efeitos secundários da poesia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas para quê gastar o meu tempo&lt;br /&gt;A ver se aperto a tua mão&lt;br /&gt;Eu tenho andado a pensar em nós&lt;br /&gt;Já que os teus pés não descolam do chão&lt;br /&gt;Dizes que eu dou só por gostar&lt;br /&gt;Pois vou dar-te a provar&lt;br /&gt;O travo amargo da solidão!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh-hou&lt;br /&gt;Eu tenho andado a pensar em nós&lt;br /&gt;Já que os teus pés não descolam do chão&lt;br /&gt;Dizes que eu dou só por gostar&lt;br /&gt;Eu vou dar-te a provar&lt;br /&gt;O travo amargo da solidão! Ohh Uohh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É só mais um dia mau, mau, mau&lt;br /&gt;É só mais um dia mau, mau, mau&lt;br /&gt;É só mais um dia mau&lt;br /&gt;É só mais um dia mau&lt;br /&gt;É só mais um dia mau&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/26647858-114785384636774857?l=young-till-i-die.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://young-till-i-die.blogspot.com/feeds/114785384636774857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26647858&amp;postID=114785384636774857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26647858/posts/default/114785384636774857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26647858/posts/default/114785384636774857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://young-till-i-die.blogspot.com/2006/05/dia-mau.html' title='dia mau...'/><author><name>raquel fialho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17148002419440763559</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-26647858.post-114767929973247919</id><published>2006-05-15T00:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T00:48:19.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>capitão romance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4885/2791/1600/IMG_0578_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4885/2791/320/IMG_0578_1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Não vou procurar quem espero&lt;br /&gt;Se o que eu quero é navegar&lt;br /&gt;Pelo tamanho das ondas&lt;br /&gt;Conto não voltar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parto rumo à Primavera&lt;br /&gt;Que em meu fundo se escondeu&lt;br /&gt;Esqueco tudo do que eu sou capaz&lt;br /&gt;Hoje o mar sou eu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esperam-me ondas que persistem&lt;br /&gt;Nunca param de bater&lt;br /&gt;Esperam-me homens que resistem&lt;br /&gt;Antes de morrer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por querer mais do que a vida&lt;br /&gt;Sou a sombra do que eu sou&lt;br /&gt;E ao fim nao toquei nem nada&lt;br /&gt;Do que em mim tocou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu vi,mas não agarrei&lt;br /&gt;Eu vi,mas não agarrei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parto rumo à maravilha&lt;br /&gt;Rumo à dor que houver p'ra vir&lt;br /&gt;Se eu encontrar uma ilha&lt;br /&gt;Paro p'ra sentir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E dar sentido à viagem&lt;br /&gt;A sentir que eu sou capaz&lt;br /&gt;Se o meu peito diz "Coragem!"&lt;br /&gt;Volto a partir em paz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu vi,mas não agarrei&lt;br /&gt;Eu vi,mas não agarrei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu vi,mas não agarrei&lt;br /&gt;Eu vi,mas não agarrei &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26647858-114767929973247919?l=young-till-i-die.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://young-till-i-die.blogspot.com/feeds/114767929973247919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26647858&amp;postID=114767929973247919' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26647858/posts/default/114767929973247919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26647858/posts/default/114767929973247919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://young-till-i-die.blogspot.com/2006/05/capito-romance.html' title='capitão romance'/><author><name>raquel fialho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17148002419440763559</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-26647858.post-114741441731300780</id><published>2006-05-11T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T23:13:37.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>segue-me à luz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4885/2791/1600/spring.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4885/2791/320/spring.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4885/2791/1600/spring_.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4885/2791/320/spring_.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  podia ser podia ser meu&lt;br /&gt;podia estar podia estar no céu&lt;br /&gt;tinha de ser hoje deixar fugir&lt;br /&gt;para voltar só para voltar a ser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;podia dar tudo o que eu julgo ter&lt;br /&gt;isso era ver tudo no seu lugar&lt;br /&gt;mas uma razão no caos só o amor sabe ver&lt;br /&gt;dá-me a coragem mãe para não deixar de ser eu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;segue-me à luz na escuridão não&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ser tão perfeito é ser só uma metade&lt;br /&gt;e ninguém imagina o que te passa no fundo&lt;br /&gt;é estranho quando dou por mim no mundo bizarro&lt;br /&gt;e mais ainda quando lá o mais bizarro do mundo sou eu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;segue-me à luz na escuridão não&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26647858-114741441731300780?l=young-till-i-die.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://young-till-i-die.blogspot.com/feeds/114741441731300780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26647858&amp;postID=114741441731300780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26647858/posts/default/114741441731300780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26647858/posts/default/114741441731300780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://young-till-i-die.blogspot.com/2006/05/segue-me-luz.html' title='segue-me à luz'/><author><name>raquel fialho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17148002419440763559</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-26647858.post-114725014755461536</id><published>2006-05-10T01:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T01:35:47.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rest in peace</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4885/2791/1600/Sem%20t%3F%3Ftulo.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4885/2791/320/Sem%20t%3F%3Ftulo.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26647858-114725014755461536?l=young-till-i-die.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://young-till-i-die.blogspot.com/feeds/114725014755461536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26647858&amp;postID=114725014755461536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26647858/posts/default/114725014755461536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26647858/posts/default/114725014755461536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://young-till-i-die.blogspot.com/2006/05/rest-in-peace.html' title='rest in peace'/><author><name>raquel fialho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17148002419440763559</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-26647858.post-114716174888282878</id><published>2006-05-09T00:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T01:02:28.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>prisão...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4885/2791/1600/x.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4885/2791/320/x.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mas eles dizem que é pior falar&lt;br /&gt;E vão falando pra ninguém ouvir&lt;br /&gt;No fim tu sabes onde me encontrar&lt;br /&gt;Traz coisas pra destruir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quantas linhas mais vou ter de ler&lt;br /&gt;Das que escreves para me dizer&lt;br /&gt;Quanto medo tens de abrir mão do medo e mergulhar no caos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas eram culpas e as suas más desculpas&lt;br /&gt;E a quem batemos à porta nesse dia&lt;br /&gt;Minha vontade meu amor que bem sabia&lt;br /&gt;Diz-me que sonhos tens diz-me o que vês&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sou uma prisão de que fujo a que regresso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não vês como é bom dizer eu tentei&lt;br /&gt;quem sabe eu parti quem sabe eu voltei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mas eles dizem que é pior falar&lt;br /&gt;E vão falando pra ninguém ouvir&lt;br /&gt;No fim tu sabes onde me encontrar&lt;br /&gt;Traz coisas pra destruir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sim o que fôr tem de ser&lt;br /&gt;Sim foi o que eu quis dizer&lt;br /&gt;Pudesse eu querer mais&lt;br /&gt;O que fôr tem de ser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não faças deixa que aconteça&lt;br /&gt;Agarra no momento para que não desapareça&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Detesto fazê-lo mas eu não resisto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nesse momento eu começo a sentir o alívio do ver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sou uma prisão de que fujo a que regresso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26647858-114716174888282878?l=young-till-i-die.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://young-till-i-die.blogspot.com/feeds/114716174888282878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26647858&amp;postID=114716174888282878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26647858/posts/default/114716174888282878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26647858/posts/default/114716174888282878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://young-till-i-die.blogspot.com/2006/05/priso.html' title='prisão...'/><author><name>raquel fialho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17148002419440763559</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-26647858.post-114703534633276637</id><published>2006-05-07T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T13:55:46.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>razor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4885/2791/1600/wonderland.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4885/2791/320/wonderland.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wake up it's time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We need to find a better place to hide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Make up your mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I need to know I need to know tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sweet and divine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Razor of mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sweet and divine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Razorblade shine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Patience my dear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We could spend a lifetime waiting here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Maybe this timeI hope I get the chance to say goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sweet and divineRazor of mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sweet and divine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Razorblade shine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Day after day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cutting away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Day after day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wake up it's time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We need to find a better place to hide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Make up your mindI need to know I need to know tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sweet and divine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26647858-114703534633276637?l=young-till-i-die.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://young-till-i-die.blogspot.com/feeds/114703534633276637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26647858&amp;postID=114703534633276637' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26647858/posts/default/114703534633276637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26647858/posts/default/114703534633276637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://young-till-i-die.blogspot.com/2006/05/razor.html' title='razor'/><author><name>raquel fialho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17148002419440763559</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-26647858.post-114681609033179611</id><published>2006-05-05T00:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T01:01:30.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mata-me outra vez...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4885/2791/1600/IMG_0868.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4885/2791/320/IMG_0868.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fala-me um pouco mais,&lt;br /&gt;era tão bom ficar,                   &lt;br /&gt;o mal é que eu já não sei quem eu sou...&lt;br /&gt;eu não sei se                    eu sou capaz&lt;br /&gt;de me ouvir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fala-me um pouco mais,                   &lt;br /&gt;era tão bom subir,&lt;br /&gt;e dar o que eu nunca dei a                    ninguém&lt;br /&gt;sei que é bom teu travo a tudo&lt;br /&gt;o que é                    mortal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;já agora, mata-me outra vez&lt;br /&gt;era tão bom ter a&lt;br /&gt;mata-me outra vez&lt;br /&gt;era tão bom ter a&lt;br /&gt;mata-me                    outra vez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mata-me outra vez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tudo tem um                    fim&lt;br /&gt;aqui não há ninguém que eu possa ter um mundo para                    dar&lt;br /&gt;se um dia eu voltar&lt;br /&gt;vai ser só mais uma forma de me                    ausentar&lt;br /&gt;daquilo em que eu não quero pensar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;já tudo                    teve um fim&lt;br /&gt;já que eu estou por cá&lt;br /&gt;eu digo não é fácil                    para mim&lt;br /&gt;se já não dá&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sei que é bom teu travo a                    tudo&lt;br /&gt;o que é mortal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;já agora, mata-me outra                    vez&lt;br /&gt;era tão bom ter a&lt;br /&gt;mata-me outra vez&lt;br /&gt;era tão                    bom ter a&lt;br /&gt;mata-me outra vez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mata-me outra                    vez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;páro de andar&lt;br /&gt;páro pa te ouvir&lt;br /&gt;páro para ver                    se é bom pra mim&lt;br /&gt;se é melhor do que uma vida&lt;br /&gt;tão só e                    velha&lt;br /&gt;ninguém vejo o k é bom dizer&lt;br /&gt;páro pra te ouvir mas foi  só&lt;br /&gt;para ver se o futuro é para nós&lt;br /&gt;para quem tem                    o mesmo mal de não saber amar&lt;br /&gt;falo que pensar em                    mim&lt;br /&gt;é cura e faz-me acordar&lt;br /&gt;vou dormir...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fala-me um                    pouco mais,&lt;br /&gt;era tão bom subir e dar o que eu nunca dei&lt;br /&gt;a                    ninguém&lt;br /&gt;sei que é bom teu travo a tudo&lt;br /&gt;o que é                    mortal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;já agora, mata-me outra vez&lt;br /&gt;era tão bom ter a&lt;br /&gt;mata-me outra vez&lt;br /&gt;era tão bom ter a&lt;br /&gt;mata-me                    outra vez&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/26647858-114681609033179611?l=young-till-i-die.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://young-till-i-die.blogspot.com/feeds/114681609033179611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26647858&amp;postID=114681609033179611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26647858/posts/default/114681609033179611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26647858/posts/default/114681609033179611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://young-till-i-die.blogspot.com/2006/05/mata-me-outra-vez.html' title='mata-me outra vez...'/><author><name>raquel fialho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17148002419440763559</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-26647858.post-114664441784469109</id><published>2006-05-03T01:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T01:20:17.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>serenade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4885/2791/1600/IMG_0981.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4885/2791/320/IMG_0981.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Did you see        the lights&lt;br /&gt;As they fell all around you&lt;br /&gt;Did you hear the        music&lt;br /&gt;Serenade from the stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up, wake up&lt;br /&gt;Wake up and        look around you&lt;br /&gt;We're lost in space&lt;br /&gt;And the time is our        own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, whoa&lt;br /&gt;Iiiiiiiiii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you feel the wind&lt;br /&gt;As it        blew all around you&lt;br /&gt;Did you feel the love&lt;br /&gt;That was in the        air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up, wake up&lt;br /&gt;Wake up and look around you&lt;br /&gt;We're lost        in space&lt;br /&gt;And the time is our own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa,        whoa&lt;br /&gt;Iiiiiiiiii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun comes up&lt;br /&gt;And it shines all around        you&lt;br /&gt;You're lost in space&lt;br /&gt;And the earth is your own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa,        whoa&lt;br /&gt;Whoa&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/26647858-114664441784469109?l=young-till-i-die.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://young-till-i-die.blogspot.com/feeds/114664441784469109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26647858&amp;postID=114664441784469109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26647858/posts/default/114664441784469109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26647858/posts/default/114664441784469109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://young-till-i-die.blogspot.com/2006/05/serenade.html' title='serenade'/><author><name>raquel fialho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17148002419440763559</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-26647858.post-114655649838628149</id><published>2006-05-02T00:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T00:54:58.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>conta-me histórias</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4885/2791/1600/im-389.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4885/2791/320/im-389.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conta-me histórias&lt;br /&gt;Daquilo que eu não vi&lt;br /&gt;Conta-me histórias&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Daquilo que eu não vi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Conta-me histórias&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Daquilo que eu não vi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Conta-me histórias...&lt;br /&gt;Que eu não vi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que não vi...&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/26647858-114655649838628149?l=young-till-i-die.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://young-till-i-die.blogspot.com/feeds/114655649838628149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26647858&amp;postID=114655649838628149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26647858/posts/default/114655649838628149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26647858/posts/default/114655649838628149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://young-till-i-die.blogspot.com/2006/05/conta-me-histrias.html' title='conta-me histórias'/><author><name>raquel fialho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17148002419440763559</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-26647858.post-114639465905584116</id><published>2006-04-30T03:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T03:57:39.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>never give up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4885/2791/1600/never%20give%20up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4885/2791/320/never%20give%20up.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Life is too short to be afraid"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26647858-114639465905584116?l=young-till-i-die.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://young-till-i-die.blogspot.com/feeds/114639465905584116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26647858&amp;postID=114639465905584116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26647858/posts/default/114639465905584116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26647858/posts/default/114639465905584116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://young-till-i-die.blogspot.com/2006/04/never-give-up.html' title='never give up'/><author><name>raquel fialho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17148002419440763559</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-26647858.post-114621537942685148</id><published>2006-04-28T02:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T02:09:39.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>à tua procura...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4885/2791/1600/a.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4885/2791/320/a.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4885/2791/1600/b.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4885/2791/320/b.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Estás de volta, tão vazio&lt;br /&gt;Tu andavas louco, mas ela amava pouco&lt;br /&gt;Não desistas por tão pouco&lt;br /&gt;O amor tem estado sempre perto és tu quem não tem estado cá&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tem andado gente à tua procura...&lt;br /&gt;Tem andado gente à tua procura...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora vem de volta que eu seguro&lt;br /&gt;Tens andado longe demais de mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26647858-114621537942685148?l=young-till-i-die.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://young-till-i-die.blogspot.com/feeds/114621537942685148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26647858&amp;postID=114621537942685148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26647858/posts/default/114621537942685148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26647858/posts/default/114621537942685148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://young-till-i-die.blogspot.com/2006/04/tua-procura.html' title='à tua procura...'/><author><name>raquel fialho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17148002419440763559</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-26647858.post-114621200175745304</id><published>2006-04-28T01:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T01:13:21.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>coisas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4885/2791/1600/IMG_4658.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4885/2791/320/IMG_4658.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Leva qualquer eu a meu                                  dia&lt;br /&gt;Dá-me paz eu só quero estar bem&lt;br /&gt;Foi só                                  mais um quarto uma cama&lt;br /&gt;No meu sonho era tudo                                  o que eu queria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando alguém deixar de                                  viver aqui&lt;br /&gt;Espera que ao voltar seja para                                  ti&lt;br /&gt;Nada vai ser fácil&lt;br /&gt;Nunca foi&lt;br /&gt;Quando                                  alguém deixar de te dar amor&lt;br /&gt;Pensa que há                                  quem viva do teu calor&lt;br /&gt;Hoje é só um dia e vai                                  voltar&lt;br /&gt;Amanhã&lt;br /&gt;E não foi assim que o tempo                                  nos fez&lt;br /&gt;E fez assim com todos nós&lt;br /&gt;E não                                  foi assim que a razão nos amou&lt;br /&gt;E fez assim                                  com todos nós&lt;br /&gt;São coisas&lt;br /&gt;São coisas&lt;br /&gt;São                                  só coisas&lt;br /&gt;São coisas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se uma voz nos                                  diz que é viver em vão&lt;br /&gt;Pra que raio fiz eu                                  esta canção&lt;br /&gt;E se o fim é certo&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero                                  estar cá amanhã&lt;br /&gt;E não foi assim que o tempo                                  nos fez&lt;br /&gt;E fez assim com todos nós&lt;br /&gt;E não                                  foi assim que a razão nos amou&lt;br /&gt;E fez assim                                  com todos nós&lt;br /&gt;São coisas&lt;br /&gt;São coisas                                 &lt;br /&gt;São só coisas&lt;br /&gt;São coisas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu estou                                  bem&lt;br /&gt;Quase tão bem&lt;br /&gt;Vê como é bom voltar a                                  dizer&lt;br /&gt;Eu estou bem&lt;br /&gt;Quase tão bem&lt;br /&gt;Vê                                  como é bom voltar a dizer&lt;br /&gt;Eu estou quase a                                  viver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26647858-114621200175745304?l=young-till-i-die.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://young-till-i-die.blogspot.com/feeds/114621200175745304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26647858&amp;postID=114621200175745304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26647858/posts/default/114621200175745304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26647858/posts/default/114621200175745304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://young-till-i-die.blogspot.com/2006/04/coisas.html' title='coisas...'/><author><name>raquel fialho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17148002419440763559</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-26647858.post-114612718941196438</id><published>2006-04-27T01:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T01:26:16.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's so cold in this house...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4885/2791/1600/yesterday-024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4885/2791/320/yesterday-024.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's so cold in this house&lt;br /&gt;Open mouth swallowing us&lt;br /&gt;The children staying home from school&lt;br /&gt;Will not stop crying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know that you're busy too&lt;br /&gt;I know that you care&lt;br /&gt;You got your finger on the pulse&lt;br /&gt;You got your eyes everywhere&lt;br /&gt;And it hurts all the time when you don't return my calls&lt;br /&gt;And you haven't got the time to remember how it was&lt;br /&gt;It's so cold in this house&lt;br /&gt;It's so cold in this house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't eat, I can't sleep&lt;br /&gt;I can't sleep, I can't dream&lt;br /&gt;An aversion to light&lt;br /&gt;Got a fear of the ocean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like drinking poison, like eating glass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so cold in this house&lt;br /&gt;Come and show me how it was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've got crosses on our eyes&lt;br /&gt;Been walking into the walls again&lt;br /&gt;We've got crosses on our eyes&lt;br /&gt;Been walking into the furniture&lt;br /&gt;We've got crosses on our eyes&lt;br /&gt;For richer, for poorer, for better, for worse&lt;br /&gt;We've got crosses on our eyes&lt;br /&gt;We've been walking into the furniture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26647858-114612718941196438?l=young-till-i-die.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://young-till-i-die.blogspot.com/feeds/114612718941196438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26647858&amp;postID=114612718941196438' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26647858/posts/default/114612718941196438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26647858/posts/default/114612718941196438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://young-till-i-die.blogspot.com/2006/04/its-so-cold-in-this-house.html' title='it&apos;s so cold in this house...'/><author><name>raquel fialho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17148002419440763559</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-26647858.post-114607826868034053</id><published>2006-04-26T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T12:04:28.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>singing along forever...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4885/2791/1600/free.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4885/2791/320/free.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've gotta listen to my radio,&lt;br /&gt;checkin out the airwaves&lt;br /&gt;for  something&lt;br /&gt;to believe in,&lt;br /&gt;gimme something to hold true,&lt;br /&gt;gimme something  to sing about.&lt;br /&gt;Gimme a reason to care.&lt;br /&gt;I'll sing along  forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna get where I'm going, that's all,&lt;br /&gt;trying to hide the  truth, that life is beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;life is pain,&lt;br /&gt;give it to me  straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Touch my heart,&lt;br /&gt;I'll sing along forever.&lt;br /&gt;I'll sing along  forever.&lt;br /&gt;I'll sing along forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gotta listen to my  radio,&lt;br /&gt;checkin out the airwaves&lt;br /&gt;for something&lt;br /&gt;to believe in.&lt;br /&gt;Gimme  something to hold true,&lt;br /&gt;gimme something to sing about.&lt;br /&gt;Gimme a reason to  care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll sing along forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;give it to me straight,&lt;br /&gt;touch my  heart,&lt;br /&gt;I'll sing along forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26647858-114607826868034053?l=young-till-i-die.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://young-till-i-die.blogspot.com/feeds/114607826868034053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26647858&amp;postID=114607826868034053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26647858/posts/default/114607826868034053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26647858/posts/default/114607826868034053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://young-till-i-die.blogspot.com/2006/04/singing-along-forever.html' title='singing along forever...'/><author><name>raquel fialho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17148002419440763559</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-26647858.post-114603305978589782</id><published>2006-04-25T23:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T23:30:59.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet child o' mine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4885/2791/1600/DSC_0991.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4885/2791/320/DSC_0991.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She's got a smile that it seems to me&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me of childhood memories&lt;br /&gt;Where evrything&lt;br /&gt;Was as fresh as the bright blue sky&lt;br /&gt;Now and then when I see her face&lt;br /&gt;She takes me away to that special place&lt;br /&gt;And if I stared too long&lt;br /&gt;I'd probably break down and cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet child o' mine&lt;br /&gt;Sweet love of mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's got eyes of the bluest skies&lt;br /&gt;As if they thought of rain&lt;br /&gt;I hate to look into those eyes&lt;br /&gt;And see an ounce of pain&lt;br /&gt;Her hair reminds me of a warm safe place&lt;br /&gt;Where as a child I'd hide&lt;br /&gt;And pray for the thunder&lt;br /&gt;And the rain&lt;br /&gt;To quietly pass me by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet child o' mine&lt;br /&gt;Sweet love of mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do we go&lt;br /&gt;Where do we go now&lt;br /&gt;Where do we go&lt;br /&gt;Sweet child o' mine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26647858-114603305978589782?l=young-till-i-die.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://young-till-i-die.blogspot.com/feeds/114603305978589782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26647858&amp;postID=114603305978589782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26647858/posts/default/114603305978589782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26647858/posts/default/114603305978589782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://young-till-i-die.blogspot.com/2006/04/sweet-child-o-mine.html' title='sweet child o&apos; mine'/><author><name>raquel fialho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17148002419440763559</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-26647858.post-114596214645837300</id><published>2006-04-25T03:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T03:49:06.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>we will not be the last</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4885/2791/1600/P1010014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4885/2791/320/P1010014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If it can be broke then it can be fixed, if it can be fused then&lt;br /&gt;it can be split&lt;br /&gt;It's all under control&lt;br /&gt;If it can be lost then it can be won, if it can be touched then&lt;br /&gt;it can be turned&lt;br /&gt;All you need is time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We promised the world we'd tame it, what were we hoping for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A sense of purpose and a sense of skill, a sense of function but&lt;br /&gt;a disregard&lt;br /&gt;We will not be the first, we won't&lt;br /&gt;You said you were going to conquer new frontiers,&lt;br /&gt;Go stick your bloody head in the jaws of the beast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We promised the world, we'd tame it, what were we hoping for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Breath in, breath out&lt;br /&gt;So here we are reinventing the wheel&lt;br /&gt;I'm shaking hands with a hurricane&lt;br /&gt;It's a colour that I can't describe,&lt;br /&gt;It's a language I can't understand&lt;br /&gt;Ambition, tearing out the heart of you&lt;br /&gt;Carving lines into you&lt;br /&gt;Dripping down the sides of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We will not be the last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26647858-114596214645837300?l=young-till-i-die.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://young-till-i-die.blogspot.com/feeds/114596214645837300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26647858&amp;postID=114596214645837300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26647858/posts/default/114596214645837300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26647858/posts/default/114596214645837300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://young-till-i-die.blogspot.com/2006/04/we-will-not-be-last.html' title='we will not be the last'/><author><name>raquel fialho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17148002419440763559</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-26647858.post-114595833131685322</id><published>2006-04-25T02:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T02:45:31.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>princesas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4885/2791/1600/P1010085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4885/2791/320/P1010085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Princesas de contos de fadas, de castelos e de príncipes que nunca vieram.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Princesas pequenas, compactas, que aparecem por acaso e permanecem para sempre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Que têm medo, e que choram.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Que usam laços e corações no cabelo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Algumas que fogem para longe... e deixam um enorme vazio e uma saudade que só acaba quando estão por perto de novo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26647858-114595833131685322?l=young-till-i-die.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://young-till-i-die.blogspot.com/feeds/114595833131685322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26647858&amp;postID=114595833131685322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26647858/posts/default/114595833131685322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26647858/posts/default/114595833131685322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://young-till-i-die.blogspot.com/2006/04/princesas.html' title='princesas...'/><author><name>raquel fialho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17148002419440763559</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-26647858.post-114595551397097971</id><published>2006-04-25T01:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T02:02:45.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the hardest part</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4885/2791/1600/Sem%20t??tulo.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4885/2791/320/Sem%20t%3F%3Ftulo.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And the hardest part was letting go, not taking part&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It was the hardest part&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And the strangest thing was waiting for that bell to ring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It was the strangest start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I could feel it go down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bittersweet I could taste in my mouth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Silver lining the clouds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh, and i, I wish that I could work it out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And the hardest part was letting go, not taking part&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You really broke my heart, oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I tried to sing but I couldn’t think of anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And that was the hardest part&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh, ohI could feel it go down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You left the sweetest taste in my mouth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The silver lining the clouds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh, and i, I wonder what it’s all about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wonder what it’s all about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Everything I know is wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Everything I do, it just comes undone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And everything is torn apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh, and that’s the hardest part&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That’s the hardest partYeah, that’s the hardest part&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That’s the hardest part&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26647858-114595551397097971?l=young-till-i-die.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://young-till-i-die.blogspot.com/feeds/114595551397097971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26647858&amp;postID=114595551397097971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26647858/posts/default/114595551397097971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26647858/posts/default/114595551397097971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://young-till-i-die.blogspot.com/2006/04/hardest-part.html' title='the hardest part'/><author><name>raquel fialho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17148002419440763559</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-26647858.post-114587034094356098</id><published>2006-04-24T02:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T15:13:00.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>truz truz...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4885/2791/1600/IMG_3197.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4885/2791/320/IMG_3197.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Truz truz. Está aí alguém?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Quem é? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Sou eu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Eu quem? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- O papão. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Qual papão? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- O papão feio. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Ah esse. Para esse não estou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26647858-114587034094356098?l=young-till-i-die.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://young-till-i-die.blogspot.com/feeds/114587034094356098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26647858&amp;postID=114587034094356098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26647858/posts/default/114587034094356098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26647858/posts/default/114587034094356098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://young-till-i-die.blogspot.com/2006/04/truz-truz_114587034094356098.html' title='truz truz...'/><author><name>raquel fialho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17148002419440763559</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-26647858.post-114578697831287667</id><published>2006-04-23T02:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T05:17:31.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>o dois vem sempre depois...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4885/2791/1600/203_0389.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4885/2791/320/203_0389.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Guia tu que eu não estou capaz de conduzir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tenho essa voz na cabeça que eu não deixo de ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Para ti quero coisa melhor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Não te quero a lamentar seja pelo que for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Já tive este sonho mais do que uma vez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Este sonho sem sexo não pode ser só meu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;E o que me protege a mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Que raio queres tu que eu não precise também&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;É que eu ando tão perdida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Eu já tinha decidido ser feliz para sempre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Que raio de atitude posso eu comprar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Para ser o que ela quer sem ter de mudar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;E depois e depois que foi feito de nós os dois&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pois pois o dois vem sempre depois&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tens um filho tens um carro tens um ponto de vista&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Diz-me quantos eus chega para fazer família&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Vejo o meu amor espalhando lágrimas no chão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;E eu aqui em casa apodrecendo a ver televisão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Vejo o meu amor espalhando lágrimas no chão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;E eu aqui em casa a ver televisão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Diz-me o que é que isto tem a ver com sentimento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Diz-me o que é que não tem a ver com razão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Para sempre é tão distante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Eu acho que prefiro ser feliz como sempre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;E depois e depois que foi feito de nós os dois&lt;br /&gt;Pois pois o dois vem sempre depois&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mas tem de ser bom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Meu prazer teu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;E teu prazer meu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mas tem de ser bom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26647858-114578697831287667?l=young-till-i-die.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://young-till-i-die.blogspot.com/feeds/114578697831287667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26647858&amp;postID=114578697831287667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26647858/posts/default/114578697831287667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26647858/posts/default/114578697831287667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://young-till-i-die.blogspot.com/2006/04/o-dois-vem-sempre-depois.html' title='o dois vem sempre depois...'/><author><name>raquel fialho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17148002419440763559</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-26647858.post-114560759016292304</id><published>2006-04-21T01:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T01:19:50.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gold lion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4885/2791/1600/IMG_4169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4885/2791/320/IMG_4169.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gold lion is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gonna&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tell&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;me where&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the lot is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gold lion is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gonna tell me where the lot is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Take our hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Out of control&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Take our hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Out of control&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now tell me what you saw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tell me what you saw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There was a crowd in scene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Inside, outside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I must have done of dozen each&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It was a hideI threw the weight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The shell was crushing you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I been around a few&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tell me what you saw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'll tell you what to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ooo, oooOoo, oooOoo, oooAww, oooOoo, oooOoo, oooOoo, oooAww, aww&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Outside, inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is a move without a tide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We'll build a fire in your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We'll build a fire; when the covers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Getting brighter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cold desire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Makes a move without a tide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tell me what you sawI'll tell you what to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26647858-114560759016292304?l=young-till-i-die.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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