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I heard this on KINK-101.9 fm, during my long afternoon commute... *I like this song a lot* |
0ne Republic | St0p & Stare
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*sweet dreams* :moonstars: |
is you?
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uh huh
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and one more time
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“You gotta love livin', baby, 'cause dyin' is a pain in the ass.” ~Sinatra |
I woke up with this song in My head. It was one of My late Dad's favorites.
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Finally! I get to see em live tomorrow!
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nice range of genres
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I had this on a 45 single when I was a kid...
All I Ever Need Is You -- Sonny and Cher Sometimes when I'm down and all alone Just like a child without a home The love you give me keeps me hangin' on Awww honey all I ever need is you You're my first love, you're my last You're my future, you're my past And loving you is all I ask Awww honey all I ever need is you Winters come and they go And we watch the melting snow But sure as summer follows spring All the things you do give me A reason to built my world around you Some men follow rainbows I am told Some men search for silver, some for gold But I have found my treasure In your soul, honey All I ever need is you Without our love, I'd never find the way Through ups and downs of every single day I won't sleep at night until you say, my honey All I ever need is you ~Theo~ :winky::listening::bouquet: |
Narrow Daylight Diana Krall Narrow daylight entered my room Shining hours were brief Winter is over Summer is near Are we stronger than we believe? I walked through halls of reputation Among the infamous too As the camera clings to the common thread Beyond all vanity Into a gaze to shoot you through Is the kindness we count upon Hidden in everyone? I stepped out in a sunlit groove Although deep down I wished it would rain Washing away all the sadness and tears That will never fall so heavily again Is the kindness we count upon Hidden in everyone I stood there in the salt spray air Felt the wind sweeping over my face Ran up through the rocks to the old wooden cross It's a place where I can find some peace Narrow daylight entered my room Shining hours were brief Winter is over Summer is near Are we stronger than we believe? |
[nomedia="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ibEKPhrUysc"]YouTube - "Song for Mia" Lyrics, Lizz Wright "Secret life of bees" soundtrack[/nomedia]
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Tone Loc - Funky Cold Medina
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Nothing like a little furries action to get the weekend started right! |
*good morning*
Strawberries, coconut macaroons, coffee + Maroon 5
(one way to wake up purr-fectly, today) |
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From my workout playlist...and the video cracks me up.
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in my ears right now...
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An interesting mix with this song.....
Moonlight Feels Right -- Starbuck ~Theo~ :winky::listening::bouquet: |
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The cds from the BFP cd exchange. Right now I'm listening to the Medusa Mix!
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The Last Resort -- The Eagles She came from Providence, the one in Rhode Island Where the old world shadows hang heavy in the air She packed her hopes and dreams like a refugee Just as her father came across the sea She heard about a place people were smilin' They spoke about the red man's way, and how they loved the land And they came from everywhere to the Great Divide Seeking a place to stand or a place to hide Down in the crowded bars, out for a good time, Can't wait to tell you all, what it's like up there And they called it paradise I don't know why Somebody laid the mountains low while the town got high Then the chilly winds blew down Across the desert through the canyons of the coast, to the Malibu Where the pretty people play, hungry for power to light their neon way and give them things to do Some rich men came and raped the land, Nobody caught 'em Put up a bunch of ugly boxes, and Jesus people bought 'em And they called it paradise The place to be They watched the hazy sun, sinking in the sea You can leave it all behind and sail to Lahaina just like the missionaries did, so many years ago They even brought a neon sign:"Jesus is coming" Brought the white man's burden down Brought the white man's reign Who will provide the grand design? What is yours and what is mine? 'Cause there is no more new frontier We have got to make it here We satifsy our endless needs and justify our bloody deeds, in the name of destiny and in the name of God And you can see them there, On Sunday morning Stand up and sing about What it's like up there They call it paradise I don't know why You call someplace paradise, kiss it goodbye ~Theo~ :winky::listening::bouquet: |
The sounds of cuching :seeingstars:
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Love her.
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