<?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-4848908147760533573</id><updated>2012-02-15T23:02:07.517-08:00</updated><title type='text'>..:Sing to me:..</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tosingtome.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4848908147760533573/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tosingtome.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00950347583821964568</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>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4848908147760533573.post-7067742521547566135</id><published>2009-03-23T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T07:23:26.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To a new Hallelujah</title><content type='html'>I got this idea from a friend to add new personal verses to the song Hallelujah by Leonard Cohen, and I very much encourage others to try this. So far, I've only got the one verse, but I'm trying for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time we say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;I notice something in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;No longer do I know just how to read you&lt;br /&gt;I've tried so many times before&lt;br /&gt;But every time you leave some more&lt;br /&gt;So in my fright I pray for Hallelujah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4848908147760533573-7067742521547566135?l=tosingtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tosingtome.blogspot.com/feeds/7067742521547566135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4848908147760533573&amp;postID=7067742521547566135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4848908147760533573/posts/default/7067742521547566135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4848908147760533573/posts/default/7067742521547566135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tosingtome.blogspot.com/2009/03/to-new-hallelujah.html' title='To a new Hallelujah'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00950347583821964568</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-4848908147760533573.post-7471286825725233872</id><published>2009-03-03T06:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T07:07:45.398-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Plea of fate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I, I remember, the sting of your words&lt;br /&gt;And I, I remember, the sorrow in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;When you said 'This must end', So I prayed that you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;would undo the damage you...caused&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not made for you&lt;br /&gt;Your not made for me&lt;br /&gt;This is not our fate&lt;br /&gt;We're not meant to be&lt;br /&gt;We were torn apart&lt;br /&gt;From our summer days&lt;br /&gt;When the winds of life,&lt;br /&gt;Swept us away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, I remember, sitting alone on our bench&lt;br /&gt;And I, I remember loosing that skip in my step&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I can't go back, no I can't go back&lt;br /&gt;No I can't go back, no I can't go back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I remember the doubt in my heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When I  swore I saw your figure coming &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I thought it a dream, just a trick of the mind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Killing in time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But the gods had granted me hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Because that figure was truly...you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Saying my own life is not what I long for,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I long for you.&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, I remember, how the leaves fell from the trees&lt;br /&gt;And I, I remember, when you came back to me&lt;br /&gt;The sun was shining so bright on that day&lt;br /&gt;And oh, how your eyes met mine that way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was made for you&lt;br /&gt;You were made for me&lt;br /&gt;This is our fate&lt;br /&gt;we are meant to be&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter what&lt;br /&gt;Comes in our days ahead&lt;br /&gt;We will stay always&lt;br /&gt;Until the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4848908147760533573-7471286825725233872?l=tosingtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tosingtome.blogspot.com/feeds/7471286825725233872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4848908147760533573&amp;postID=7471286825725233872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4848908147760533573/posts/default/7471286825725233872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4848908147760533573/posts/default/7471286825725233872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tosingtome.blogspot.com/2009/03/plea-of-fate.html' title='Plea of fate'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00950347583821964568</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-4848908147760533573.post-2481444009429063328</id><published>2008-12-10T19:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:22:04.458-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just let your words hold me.</title><content type='html'>I recently discovered this song. I listened to it over and over again, using it as white noise. And after a while...I don't know, something just happened, took over my spirit, my meaning, my mind and I believe on some level reunited me with my creator. I know it sounds a bit extreme to say that a single song, a melody made up of the same notes and rhymes as so many years have birthed, but still. It. Just. Is. I wish I could explain this better, but... wow is all i can say; a feeling of serenity and overwhelming becomes of me.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/G_1Zz9ud83I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/G_1Zz9ud83I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;Someday, I will find you alas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4848908147760533573-2481444009429063328?l=tosingtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tosingtome.blogspot.com/feeds/2481444009429063328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4848908147760533573&amp;postID=2481444009429063328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4848908147760533573/posts/default/2481444009429063328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4848908147760533573/posts/default/2481444009429063328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tosingtome.blogspot.com/2008/12/just-let-your-words-hold-me.html' title='Just let your words hold me.'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00950347583821964568</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-4848908147760533573.post-4734156199400992318</id><published>2008-03-09T17:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T17:31:22.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coward</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;...working progress on the title, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; so very open to suggestions. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Maybe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; a coward, maybe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; an outsider&lt;br /&gt;I just cant give up and I refuse to give in&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I don’t hate you, maybe I find you handsome and smart&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; too scared to let myself be happy&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I don’t want to risk the chance of being a broken old toy&lt;br /&gt;And being thrown away when you’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; had your fun&lt;br /&gt;Maybe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; an actor, maybe i just perform at my cue&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I don’t feel like being original&lt;br /&gt;Maybe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;IMO&lt;/span&gt; just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;cliche&lt;/span&gt;, maybe I just want to play&lt;br /&gt;The role of Juliet, but not just yet&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I could be some little girl&lt;br /&gt;With little curls over my eyes&lt;br /&gt;And prance around in my big girl shoes, in circles&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I could be a mother&lt;br /&gt;And have a sweet daughter&lt;br /&gt;How I’d love her so and never let her go&lt;br /&gt;Maybe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not perfect, maybe I don’t want to be&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I just feel like being the silly one&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I’ll just let loose, I’ll just fly&lt;br /&gt;And never come back, just soar high and high&lt;br /&gt;Maybe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; an angel, sent here by God&lt;br /&gt;To serve out his mission, and play out his role&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we could compromise, settle out our difference&lt;br /&gt;Say that its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;, I forgive you, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;sry&lt;/span&gt;, don’t go&lt;br /&gt;Maybe life is different; I’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; just lost my hope in humanity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; a baby, barely a child to the world Opening my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I am too late Maybe this was a mistake,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should just shut up right now And play your perfect maid.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this is heaven, maybe this is hell&lt;br /&gt;Tell me am I lost or m I found &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Cuz&lt;/span&gt; I can’t tell&lt;br /&gt;Maybe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; a sucker for a good old &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;fas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;hioned&lt;/span&gt; romance&lt;br /&gt;where the guy takes the girl, and holds her hostage until she says&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I could love you&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its not too late&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you were right the whole time&lt;br /&gt;And yes I’ll say “I do”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to hold your hand; no I’m not fine with just being friends&lt;br /&gt;I want to hold you and tell you I love you I love you I love you&lt;br /&gt;Over again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I too late?&lt;br /&gt;Have you flown away&lt;br /&gt;Did I let you out too early&lt;br /&gt;Did I not show you enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should write darker&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should sing louder&lt;br /&gt;Will more poems and love songs be a cure?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe if I just love you, an unconditional thing&lt;br /&gt;If I  wish rally hard, and pray really hard&lt;br /&gt;It will come true&lt;br /&gt;I hope to hear you say&lt;br /&gt;That you love me too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4848908147760533573-4734156199400992318?l=tosingtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tosingtome.blogspot.com/feeds/4734156199400992318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4848908147760533573&amp;postID=4734156199400992318' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4848908147760533573/posts/default/4734156199400992318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4848908147760533573/posts/default/4734156199400992318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tosingtome.blogspot.com/2008/03/coward.html' title='Coward'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00950347583821964568</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-4848908147760533573.post-6641382098623331583</id><published>2008-02-26T17:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T17:36:20.435-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hullo Lovely</title><content type='html'>This&lt;br /&gt;    is&lt;br /&gt;       musica&lt;br /&gt;       de&lt;br /&gt;moi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps-&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/copsandrobbersofficial"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/copsandrobbersofficial&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4848908147760533573-6641382098623331583?l=tosingtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tosingtome.blogspot.com/feeds/6641382098623331583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4848908147760533573&amp;postID=6641382098623331583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4848908147760533573/posts/default/6641382098623331583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4848908147760533573/posts/default/6641382098623331583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tosingtome.blogspot.com/2008/02/hullo-lovely.html' title='Hullo Lovely'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00950347583821964568</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></feed>
