<?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-4858957806742872919</id><updated>2012-01-10T01:49:32.389+08:00</updated><category term='direstraits'/><category term='skidrow'/><category term='wheninrome'/><category term='ginblossoms'/><category term='hallandoates'/><category term='richardmarx'/><category term='beyond'/><category term='damnyankees'/><category term='thepolice'/><category term='bobseger'/><category term='alanparsonsproject'/><category term='saigonkick'/><category term='thecalling'/><category term='restlessheart'/><category term='remioromen'/><category term='funtwo'/><category term='nealschon'/><category term='oneshiningmoment'/><category term='sukimaswitch'/><category term='kenhirai'/><category term='brucehornsby'/><category term='thebeatles'/><category term='scorpions'/><category term='omd'/><category term='countingcrows'/><category term='freddy'/><category term='crowdedhouse'/><category term='thenjerico'/><category term='pinkfloyd'/><category term='chicago'/><category term='thecult'/><category term='glasstiger'/><category term='soulasylum'/><category term='jamestaylor'/><category term='stevienicks'/><category term='ltkcommune'/><category term='elt'/><category term='jacksonbrowne'/><category term='donhenley'/><category term='danfogelberg'/><category term='thesmiths'/><category term='johnpetrucci'/><category term='airsupply'/><category term='thejayhawks'/><category term='ketsumeishi'/><category term='donmclean'/><category term='swingoutsister'/><category term='taylorswift'/><category term='sarahbrightman'/><category term='queensryche'/><category term='roxette'/><category term='helloween'/><category term='simpleminds'/><category term='ironmaiden'/><category term='poison'/><category term='journey'/><category term='winger'/><category term='sarahmclachlan'/><category term='aerosmith'/><category term='joesatriani'/><category term='wishfulthinking'/><category term='starship'/><category term='ledzeppelin'/><category term='gunsnroses'/><category term='defleppard'/><category term='whitelion'/><category term='fireex'/><category term='bankband'/><category term='lynyrdskynyrd'/><category term='mylittlelover'/><category term='jerryc'/><category term='ozzyosbourne'/><category term='spitz'/><category term='boston'/><category term='mrchildren'/><category term='keane'/><category term='u2'/><category term='motleycrue'/><category term='陳建年'/><category term='dreamtheater'/><title type='text'>Junkyard Sounds</title><subtitle type='html'>Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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>146</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4858957806742872919.post-4262258656645012060</id><published>2012-01-10T01:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T01:49:32.555+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jacksonbrowne'/><title type='text'>Jackson Browne - Somebody's Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f-3TZiyY9Sk"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f-3TZiyY9Sk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Somebody's Baby&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Well, just, a look at that girl with the lights comin' up in her eyes.&lt;br&gt;She's got to be somebody's baby.&lt;br&gt;She must be somebody's baby.&lt;br&gt;All the guys on the corner stand back and let her walk on by.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;She's got to be somebody's baby.&lt;br&gt;She must be somebody's baby.&lt;br&gt;She's got to be somebody's baby.&lt;br&gt;She's so fine.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;She's probably somebody's only light.&lt;br&gt;Gonna shine tonight.&lt;br&gt;Yeah, she's probably somebody's baby, all right.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I heard her talkin' with her friend when she thought nobody else was around.&lt;br&gt;She said she's got to be somebody's baby; she must be somebody's baby.&lt;br&gt;Cause when the cars and the signs and the street lights light up the town,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;She's got to be somebody's baby;&lt;br&gt;She must be somebody's baby;&lt;br&gt;She's got to be somebody's baby.&lt;br&gt;She's so&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;She's gonna be somebody's only light.&lt;br&gt;Gonna shine tonight.&lt;br&gt;Yeah, she's gonna be somebody's baby tonight.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I try to shut my eyes, but I can't get her outta my sight.&lt;br&gt;I know I'm gonna know her, but I gotta get over my fright.&lt;br&gt;We'll, I'm just gonna walk up to her.&lt;br&gt;I'm gonna talk to her tonight.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Yeah, she's gonna be somebody's only light.&lt;br&gt;Gonna shine tonight.&lt;br&gt;Yeah, she's gonna be somebody's baby tonight.&lt;br&gt;Gonna shine tonight, make her mine tonight.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-4262258656645012060?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/4262258656645012060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=4262258656645012060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/4262258656645012060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/4262258656645012060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2012/01/jackson-browne-somebody-baby.html' title='Jackson Browne - Somebody&amp;#39;s Baby'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-8220729995642177957</id><published>2012-01-09T23:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T23:35:45.981+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taylorswift'/><title type='text'>Taylor Swift - Change</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B1jYllE0T-k"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B1jYllE0T-k&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Change&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It's a sad picture;&lt;br&gt;The final blow hits you&lt;br&gt;Somebody else gets what you wanted and you can't win,&lt;br&gt;You know it's all the same,&lt;br&gt;Another time and place,&lt;br&gt;Repeating history and you're getting sick of it&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But I believe in whatever you do,&lt;br&gt;And I'll do anything to see it through&lt;br&gt;Because these things will change...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Chorus:&lt;br&gt;Can you feel it now?&lt;br&gt;These walls that they put up to hold us back&lt;br&gt;will fall down,&lt;br&gt;It's a revolution,&lt;br&gt;The time will come for us to finally win,&lt;br&gt;And we'll sing&lt;br&gt;Hallelujah&lt;br&gt;We'll sing&lt;br&gt;Hallelujah&lt;br&gt;Oh&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So we've been outnumbered,&lt;br&gt;Raided and now cornered,&lt;br&gt;It's hard to fight when the fight ain't fair,&lt;br&gt;We're getting stronger now,&lt;br&gt;found things they never found,&lt;br&gt;They might be bigger,&lt;br&gt;but we're faster and never scared.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You can walk away say "We don't need this"&lt;br&gt;But there's something in your eyes&lt;br&gt;says "We can beat this".&lt;br&gt;Because these things will change...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Chorus:&lt;br&gt;Can you feel it now?&lt;br&gt;These walls that they put up to hold us back will fall down,&lt;br&gt;It's a revolution,&lt;br&gt;The time will come for us to finally win,&lt;br&gt;And we'll sing&lt;br&gt;Hallelujah&lt;br&gt;We'll sing&lt;br&gt;Hallelujah&lt;br&gt;Oh&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Tonight we'll stand,&lt;br&gt;Get off our knees,&lt;br&gt;Fight for what we've worked for all these years,&lt;br&gt;and the battle was long,&lt;br&gt;It's the fight of our lives,&lt;br&gt;When we stand up,&lt;br&gt;Champions tonight&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It was the night things changed,&lt;br&gt;Can you see it now?&lt;br&gt;These walls that they put up to hold us back...fell down,&lt;br&gt;It's a revolution,&lt;br&gt;Throw your hands up,&lt;br&gt;'cause we never gave in,&lt;br&gt;And we'll sing&lt;br&gt;Hallelujah&lt;br&gt;We sang&lt;br&gt;Hallelujah&lt;br&gt;Hallelujah&lt;br&gt;Yeah&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-8220729995642177957?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/8220729995642177957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=8220729995642177957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/8220729995642177957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/8220729995642177957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2012/01/taylor-swift-change.html' title='Taylor Swift - Change'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-1252438611219765102</id><published>2011-12-27T14:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T14:49:28.368+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='陳建年'/><title type='text'>陳建年 - 想你一切都好</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x5Yxmuay1EQ"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x5Yxmuay1EQ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;想你一切都好&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;頭腦變老 模糊的苦惱&lt;br&gt;輕輕的飛 像是愛得太早&lt;br&gt;忘了妳的牙套 眼淚讓自己毛躁&lt;br&gt;失望一點點隨著夢裡 聽見妳吹的口哨&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;一切還好 嚮往的小草拼命長高&lt;br&gt;卻躲不開現實的打攪&lt;br&gt;敞著思念熱烈燃燒 或許愛太淺&lt;br&gt;我的腦袋像工廠一樣吵&lt;br&gt;我要大聲問一句 你好不好&lt;br&gt;妳是蝶 不必介紹&lt;br&gt;我的願望太小 只要在我身邊繞一繞&lt;br&gt;我的血液就很熱鬧&lt;br&gt;等妳酒足飯飽 往妳的天空跑 放棄思考&lt;br&gt;想你一切都好 想你一切都好&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;我要大聲問一句 你好不好&lt;br&gt;妳是蝶 不必介紹&lt;br&gt;我的願望太小 只要在我身邊繞一繞&lt;br&gt;我的血液就很熱鬧&lt;br&gt;等妳酒足飯飽 往妳的天空跑 放棄思考&lt;br&gt;想你一切都好 想你一切都好 &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-1252438611219765102?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/1252438611219765102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=1252438611219765102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/1252438611219765102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/1252438611219765102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html' title='陳建年 - 想你一切都好'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-2469453385274684888</id><published>2011-12-16T11:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T11:53:46.113+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bobseger'/><title type='text'>Bob Seger - Against the Wind</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PmrkY-EZy74"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PmrkY-EZy74&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Against the Wind&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Seems like yesterday&lt;br&gt;But it was long ago&lt;br&gt;Janey was lovely, she was the queen of my nights&lt;br&gt;There in darkness with the radio playin' low&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And the secrets that we shared&lt;br&gt;Mountains that we moved&lt;br&gt;Caught like a wildfire out of control&lt;br&gt;'Til there was nothing left to burn and nothing left to prove&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And I remember what she said to me&lt;br&gt;How she swore that it never would end&lt;br&gt;I remember how she held me oh so tight&lt;br&gt;Wish I didn't know now what I didn't know then&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Against the wind&lt;br&gt;We were running against the wind&lt;br&gt;We were young and strong&lt;br&gt;We were running against the wind&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The years rolled slowly past&lt;br&gt;And I found myself alone&lt;br&gt;Surrounded by strangers I thought were my friends&lt;br&gt;Found myself further and further from my home and I&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Guess I lost my way&lt;br&gt;There were oh so many roads&lt;br&gt;I was livin' to run and running to live&lt;br&gt;Never worried about payin' or even how much I owe&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Movin' eight miles a minute for months at a time&lt;br&gt;Breakin' all of the rules that would bend&lt;br&gt;I began to find myself searchin'&lt;br&gt;Searchin' for shelter again and again&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Against the wind&lt;br&gt;Little somethin' against the wind&lt;br&gt;I found myself seekin' shelter against the wind&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Well, those drifters days are past me now&lt;br&gt;I've got so much more to think about&lt;br&gt;Deadlines and commitments&lt;br&gt;What to leave in, what to leave out&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Against the wind&lt;br&gt;I'm still running against the wind&lt;br&gt;I'm older now but still running against the wind&lt;br&gt;Well, I'm older now and still running&lt;br&gt;Against the wind&lt;br&gt;Against the wind&lt;br&gt;Against the wind&lt;br&gt;Still running&lt;br&gt;Against the wind&lt;br&gt;I'm still running against the wind&lt;br&gt;Against the wind&lt;br&gt;I'm still running&lt;br&gt;Against the wind&lt;br&gt;I'm still running against the wind&lt;br&gt;Against the wind&lt;br&gt;Still running&lt;br&gt;Against the wind&lt;br&gt;Running against the wind, running against the wind&lt;br&gt;Against the wind&lt;br&gt;See the young man run&lt;br&gt;Against the wind&lt;br&gt;Watch the young man run&lt;br&gt;Against the wind&lt;br&gt;Watch the young man runin'&lt;br&gt;Against the wind&lt;br&gt;He'll be runnin' against the wind&lt;br&gt;Against the wind&lt;br&gt;Let the cowboys ride&lt;br&gt;Against the wind&lt;br&gt;Mm&lt;br&gt;Against the wind&lt;br&gt;Let the cowboys ride&lt;br&gt;Against the wind&lt;br&gt;They'll be ridin' against the wind&lt;br&gt;Against the wind&lt;br&gt;Against the wind&lt;br&gt;Against the wind&lt;br&gt;Ridin' against the wind&lt;br&gt;Against the wind&lt;br&gt;Against the wind&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-2469453385274684888?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/2469453385274684888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=2469453385274684888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/2469453385274684888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/2469453385274684888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2011/12/bob-seger-against-wind.html' title='Bob Seger - Against the Wind'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-291677289712164290</id><published>2011-12-16T11:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T11:42:32.543+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brucehornsby'/><title type='text'>Bruce Hornsby - The Way It Is</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GlRQjzltaMQ"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GlRQjzltaMQ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Way It Is&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Standing in line marking time--&lt;br&gt;Waiting for the welfare dime&lt;br&gt;'Cause they can't buy a job&lt;br&gt;The man in the silk suit hurries by&lt;br&gt;As he catches the poor old ladies' eyes&lt;br&gt;Just for fun he says "Get a job"&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;That's just the way it is&lt;br&gt;Some things will never change&lt;br&gt;That's just the way it is&lt;br&gt;But don't you believe them&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;They say hey little boy you can't go&lt;br&gt;Where the others go&lt;br&gt;'Cause you don't look like they do&lt;br&gt;Said hey old man how can you stand&lt;br&gt;To think that way&lt;br&gt;Did you really think about it&lt;br&gt;Before you made the rules&lt;br&gt;He said, Son&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;That's just the way it is&lt;br&gt;Some things will never change&lt;br&gt;That's just the way it is&lt;br&gt;But don't you believe them&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Well they passed a law in '64&lt;br&gt;To give those who ain't got a little more&lt;br&gt;But it only goes so far&lt;br&gt;Because the law don't change another's mind&lt;br&gt;When all it sees at the hiring time&lt;br&gt;Is the line on the color bar&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;That's just the way it is&lt;br&gt;Some things will never change&lt;br&gt;That's just the way it is,&lt;br&gt;thats just the way it is, it is,it is, it is&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-291677289712164290?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/291677289712164290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=291677289712164290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/291677289712164290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/291677289712164290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2011/12/bruce-hornsby-way-it-is.html' title='Bruce Hornsby - The Way It Is'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-8956118113835694238</id><published>2011-12-05T22:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T22:28:19.395+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alanparsonsproject'/><title type='text'>Alan Parsons Project - Eye In The Sky</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/4R0NWL0Ff_k"&gt;http://youtu.be/4R0NWL0Ff_k&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eye In The Sky&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Don't think sorry's easily said&lt;br&gt;Don't try turning tables instead&lt;br&gt;You've taken lots of Chances before&lt;br&gt;But I'm not gonna give anymore&lt;br&gt;Don't ask me&lt;br&gt;That's how it goes&lt;br&gt;Cause part of me knows what you're thinkin'&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Don't say words you're gonna regret&lt;br&gt;Don't let the fire rush to your head&lt;br&gt;I've heard the accusation before&lt;br&gt;And I ain't gonna take any more&lt;br&gt;Believe me&lt;br&gt;The sun in your Eyes&lt;br&gt;Made some of the lies worth believing&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br&gt;I am the eye in the sky&lt;br&gt;Looking at you&lt;br&gt;I can read your mind&lt;br&gt;I am the maker of rules&lt;br&gt;Dealing with fools&lt;br&gt;I can cheat you blind&lt;br&gt;And I don't need to see any more&lt;br&gt;To know that&lt;br&gt;I can read your mind, I can read your mind&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Don't leave false illusions behind&lt;br&gt;Don't cry cause I ain't changing my mind&lt;br&gt;So find another fool like before&lt;br&gt;Cause I ain't gonna live anymore believing&lt;br&gt;Some of the lies while all of the signs are deceiving&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-8956118113835694238?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/8956118113835694238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=8956118113835694238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/8956118113835694238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/8956118113835694238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2011/12/alan-parsons-project-eye-in-sky.html' title='Alan Parsons Project - Eye In The Sky'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-9085828250502087795</id><published>2011-12-05T22:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T22:07:53.947+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alanparsonsproject'/><title type='text'>Alan Parson Project - Ammonia Avenue</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NK-_2G7MMgc"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NK-_2G7MMgc&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ammonia Avenue&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Is there no sign of light as we stand in the darkness?&lt;br&gt;Watching the sun arise&lt;br&gt;Is there no sign of life as we gaze at the waters?&lt;br&gt;Into the strangers eyes&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And who are we to criticize or scorn the things that they do?&lt;br&gt;For we shall seek and we shall find Ammonia Avenue&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If we call for the proof and we question the answers&lt;br&gt;Only the doubt will grow&lt;br&gt;Are we blind to the truth or a sign to believe in?&lt;br&gt;Only the wise will know&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And word by word they handed down the light that shines today&lt;br&gt;And those who came at first to scoff, remained behind to pray&lt;br&gt;Yes those who came at first to scoff, remained behind to pray&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;When you can't hear the rhyme and you can't see the reason&lt;br&gt;Why should the hope remain?&lt;br&gt;For a man will be tired and his soul will grow weary&lt;br&gt;Living his life in vain&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And who are we to justify the right in all we do?&lt;br&gt;Until we seek until we find Ammonia Avenue&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Through all the doubt somehow they knew&lt;br&gt;And stone by stone they built it high&lt;br&gt;Until the sun broke through&lt;br&gt;A ray of hope, a shining light Ammonia Avenue &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-9085828250502087795?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/9085828250502087795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=9085828250502087795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/9085828250502087795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/9085828250502087795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2011/12/alan-parson-project-ammonia-avenue.html' title='Alan Parson Project - Ammonia Avenue'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-1656305557998847630</id><published>2011-11-30T23:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T23:33:19.123+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='remioromen'/><title type='text'>Remioromen - 花鳥風月</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NaNFzYrnDSE&amp;amp;feature=BFa&amp;amp;list=PL72E89E7E463AEC66&amp;amp;lf=plpp_video" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NaNFzYrnDSE&amp;amp;feature=BFa&amp;amp;list=PL72E89E7E463AEC66&amp;amp;lf=plpp_video&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;花鳥風月&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;牽起手來好柔軟&lt;br&gt;貼近臉頰好溫暖&lt;br&gt;毛絮飛舞的初春天空蔚藍&lt;br&gt;購物籃搖晃著&lt;br&gt;蔬菜色彩繽紛&lt;br&gt;因為生長方式不同才會如此水嫩吧&lt;br&gt;沐浴著光芒 你的髮絲搖曳&lt;br&gt;還有花朵 鳥兒 微風 月亮&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;總覺得不可思議呢 關於活著這件事&lt;br&gt;你偶而會聊起認真的話題&lt;br&gt;稍微煩惱思考&lt;br&gt;然後我倆便相視而笑&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;微風拂過電線輕搖&lt;br&gt;跨過那影子的你的雙足&lt;br&gt;像小貓班踏著五線譜朝天空奔去&lt;br&gt;褲子口袋裡揉成一團的電影票&lt;br&gt;無論是電影的哭點或笑點&lt;br&gt;總覺得我倆微妙地越來越像&lt;br&gt;相同的景色能發現幾次呢&lt;br&gt;那些花朵 鳥兒 微風 月亮&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;看不見的紅線牽引著你我&lt;br&gt;讓我和你都在人群之中&lt;br&gt;能夠感受並培育這份愛&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;冬天嚴寒 秋風溫暖&lt;br&gt;夏日閃亮 秋季長空也很美&lt;br&gt;還有花朵 鳥兒 微風 月亮&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;總覺得不可思議呢 關於活著這件事&lt;br&gt;我們偶而會聊起認真的話題&lt;br&gt;有時煩惱 但仍相信&lt;br&gt;沒錯 或著總會碰上各種事&lt;br&gt;越過夕陽影子延展而盛得黑夜&lt;br&gt;明日也能與你共度該有多好&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;總覺得不可思議呢&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-1656305557998847630?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/1656305557998847630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=1656305557998847630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/1656305557998847630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/1656305557998847630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2011/11/remioromen_2226.html' title='Remioromen - 花鳥風月'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-7561870238781648993</id><published>2011-11-30T23:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T23:27:49.825+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='remioromen'/><title type='text'>Remioromen - 邁向遠方</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RrjCwTyRpzM&amp;amp;feature=BFa&amp;amp;list=PL72E89E7E463AEC66&amp;amp;lf=plpp_video" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RrjCwTyRpzM&amp;amp;feature=BFa&amp;amp;list=PL72E89E7E463AEC66&amp;amp;lf=plpp_video&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;邁向遠方&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;祈禱自己可以邁向遠方&lt;br&gt;僅此一次的奇蹟難以估計&lt;br&gt;或許 或許正因為這樣才令人害怕&lt;br&gt;無論是乘上軌道還是無限寬廣的自由&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;就算向還看不見的未來 尋求答案&lt;br&gt;破碎的雲彩 風在星光之上繼續的吹&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;無論走到哪裡中點永遠都在&lt;br&gt;我們的心中&lt;br&gt;不管走向哪個十字路口通往的未來&lt;br&gt;還是將一切獻給眼前的這一刻&lt;br&gt;全力奔馳 明日&lt;br&gt;尚未染上任何色彩&lt;br&gt;自從與妳相遇後我才頭一次&lt;br&gt;面對了什麼叫軟弱 在迷網的那一頭&lt;br&gt;追求光明&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;試圖活得像自己卻弄得渾身是傷的那段日子&lt;br&gt;你和我內心都藏著無法妥協的想法&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;追不到夢想 愛情破滅了&lt;br&gt;我才發現淚水底層顫抖的情感&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;永遠可以重頭來過&lt;br&gt;但是現在這一刻卻是一去不回頭&lt;br&gt;在內心深處不曾碰觸的所在&lt;br&gt;踏進去雖然會痛得讓人掉眼淚&lt;br&gt;我還是選擇了前進 與其去怪時代&lt;br&gt;或是把責任歸於他人&lt;br&gt;倒不如再一次描繪夢想&lt;br&gt;讓你美麗的笑容在藍天&lt;br&gt;無限擴展&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;旭日升起創始了新的世界&lt;br&gt;不斷的持續表現&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;真實的自我&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;不要放棄 那一顆心&lt;br&gt;將走過選擇的道路&lt;br&gt;在起大風的日子裡&lt;br&gt;才更需要比任何人都更快 更強 更美&lt;br&gt;穿過夢裡&lt;br&gt;劃破黑暗 奔向光明&lt;br&gt;相信答案必定不只一個&lt;br&gt;要盡自己所有的力量&lt;br&gt;邁向遠方&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;我要懷抱著與妳的相遇前進&lt;br&gt;邁向遠方&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-7561870238781648993?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/7561870238781648993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=7561870238781648993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/7561870238781648993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/7561870238781648993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2011/11/remioromen_30.html' title='Remioromen - 邁向遠方'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-8902661702490473431</id><published>2011-11-30T23:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T23:24:20.296+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='remioromen'/><title type='text'>Remioromen - 太陽之下</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KfFlTiOpyRE&amp;amp;list=PL72E89E7E463AEC66&amp;amp;index=8&amp;amp;feature=plpp_video" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KfFlTiOpyRE&amp;amp;list=PL72E89E7E463AEC66&amp;amp;index=8&amp;amp;feature=plpp_video&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;太陽之下&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;夕陽糊裡糊塗的落下 閃亮的星星 那是太陽的禮物&lt;br&gt;曖昧的地平線&lt;br&gt;雖然面對著它人們依舊汲汲營營&lt;br&gt;談了場戀愛 掉下了眼淚&lt;br&gt;隨著音樂 在地球上跳舞&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;若是笑著把心打開&lt;br&gt;我就會喜歡上妳&lt;br&gt;在自轉一圈的太陽之下&lt;br&gt;如果從深沉的睡眠中醒來&lt;br&gt;我想更加誠實的生存下去&lt;br&gt;但是我更想和妳相遇&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;我們時常 對單單只是持續的日子 感到厭煩&lt;br&gt;遠方的交通號誌&lt;br&gt;總是瞇著眼抬頭看後通過它&lt;br&gt;一直焦急著 被留下只剩一人&lt;br&gt;直到早晨到來 我才從夢中清醒&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;在一無所有的心的空隙裡&lt;br&gt;妳的笑容把它填的滿滿地&lt;br&gt;沒有聲音 眼淚就這樣掉了下來&lt;br&gt;在深沉悲哀的海中&lt;br&gt;不管怎麼樣的歌都不會響起&lt;br&gt;如果說我不曾遇見你的話&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;在風中落下了一個東西&lt;br&gt;月光在煙火中慢慢地蔓延&lt;br&gt;我們只是 抬頭看著它&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;若是笑著把心打開&lt;br&gt;我就會喜歡上妳&lt;br&gt;在自轉一圈的太陽之下&lt;br&gt;如果從深沉的睡眠中醒來&lt;br&gt;我想更加誠實的生存下去&lt;br&gt;但是我更想和妳相遇&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;在光輝的太陽之下&lt;br&gt;我們是如此誠實的生存著&lt;br&gt;然後我將啟程與妳相遇&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-8902661702490473431?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/8902661702490473431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=8902661702490473431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/8902661702490473431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/8902661702490473431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2011/11/remioromen.html' title='Remioromen - 太陽之下'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-1863293781001187483</id><published>2011-09-30T00:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T00:09:49.069+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kenhirai'/><title type='text'>平井堅 - 輕閉雙眼</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=whykZfeEUds"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=whykZfeEUds&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;輕閉雙眼&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;詞 / 曲：平井堅&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每當早晨醒來 你脫下的軀殼總在身邊&lt;br /&gt;過去總能感受到你背後的溫暖 今天卻是一陣寒冷&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;停止苦笑 拉開沉重的窗簾 炫目的朝陽 每天追趕著我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那天 讓你見到我哭泣的臉 眼淚映照著夕陽&lt;br /&gt;每當我祈禱著能夠卸下肩膀上的溫暖&lt;br /&gt;我的心 與身體 卻都牢記著你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your love forever&lt;br /&gt;輕閉雙眼 在心中描繪你的樣子&lt;br /&gt;這樣就好 不管季節將我的心置於不顧&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有一天對於你的事 我將會失去所有的感覺吧&lt;br /&gt;所以現在我仍然懷抱著這痛苦入眠 也無所謂&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那天我看到的星空 許下了願&lt;br /&gt;兩人一起探尋那光芒 雖然瞬間就消失了&lt;br /&gt;我的心 與身體 都因為你而閃耀&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish forever 輕閉雙眼 在心中描繪你的樣子&lt;br /&gt;我只能如此 即使世界把我留下置於不顧&lt;br /&gt;Your love forever 輕閉雙眼 在心中描繪你的樣子&lt;br /&gt;這樣就好 儘管季節將我置於不顧 自顧自的改變顏色&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我搜尋記憶中的你 這樣就好&lt;br /&gt;超越了失落而獲得的堅強 是你給我的 是你給我的&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-1863293781001187483?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/1863293781001187483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=1863293781001187483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/1863293781001187483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/1863293781001187483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post_30.html' title='平井堅 - 輕閉雙眼'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-8089170659302155885</id><published>2011-09-26T17:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T17:24:51.732+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kenhirai'/><title type='text'>平井堅 - 真愛歲月</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wSinFIeBK5M"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wSinFIeBK5M&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;真愛歲月&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;縱使時過境遷&lt;br&gt;牽連的羈絆也決不能鬆開&lt;br&gt;啊啊～越是想忘記你的聲音&lt;br&gt;就越是深深的烙印在心中&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;即使知道&lt;br&gt;緊緊握住你的手&lt;br&gt;將你擁抱在懷&lt;br&gt;都是不被容許的命運&lt;br&gt;卻還是衷心的想觸摸&lt;br&gt;那笑顏、那淚水中的&lt;br&gt;專一的思念&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;美好的日子喲&lt;br&gt;不說再見&lt;br&gt;思念著你&lt;br&gt;想再見你一面&lt;br&gt;直到傳達到為止&lt;br&gt;我會不停的呼喊&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;永不忘記&lt;br&gt;即使這身體消逝&lt;br&gt;向你吹拂的清風喲&lt;br&gt;為你綻放的花朵喲&lt;br&gt;與你追逐的明日喲&lt;br&gt;還會再見的&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;如今殘留在胸中的&lt;br&gt;是世上最美的夕陽&lt;br&gt;啊啊～那瞳孔裡的&lt;br&gt;比起不安&lt;br&gt;巨大的希望正閃閃發光著&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;可是，只有在近處才能看見&lt;br&gt;與知曉所有的幸福&lt;br&gt;儘管道路的前方等待著的是悲傷&lt;br&gt;無論如何&lt;br&gt;我都想守護&lt;br&gt;那願望、那語言裡的&lt;br&gt;一道光亮&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;衷心的想觸摸&lt;br&gt;那笑顏、那淚水中的&lt;br&gt;專一的思念&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;美好的日子喲&lt;br&gt;不說再見&lt;br&gt;思念著你&lt;br&gt;想再見你一面&lt;br&gt;直到傳達到為止&lt;br&gt;我會不停的呼喊&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;永不忘記&lt;br&gt;即使這身體消逝&lt;br&gt;向你吹拂的清風&lt;br&gt;為你綻放的花朵&lt;br&gt;與你追逐的明日&lt;br&gt;還會再見的&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;美好的日子&lt;br&gt;現在正向你走去。&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-8089170659302155885?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/8089170659302155885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=8089170659302155885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/8089170659302155885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/8089170659302155885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post_26.html' title='平井堅 - 真愛歲月'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-7485099638313975896</id><published>2011-09-25T23:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T23:35:42.502+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ketsumeishi'/><title type='text'>Ketsumeishi 決明子 - 旅人</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L_ODGObbrJc"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L_ODGObbrJc&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;旅人&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;開始啟程了 變成了一個人 邁出腳步 開始孤獨&lt;br /&gt;像鳥一樣 自由的飛翔 站在砂丘上 任風吹撫&lt;br /&gt;不放棄 一直走著 不放棄 好好的笑著往前走&lt;br /&gt;這是只屬於我的旅行&lt;br /&gt;被風包圍著 輕輕的踏出腳步&lt;br /&gt;將要面臨的未來 自己創造&lt;br /&gt;這個旅程有看不見的前方&lt;br /&gt;因為如此 才有踏出腳步的價值&lt;br /&gt;能到的了嗎?路途遙遠嗎?有時不禁會打起寒顫&lt;br /&gt;處在強風下 窺伺著那前端&lt;br /&gt;每個人都在進行著「人生」這個旅程&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;個自進入想要的村莊&lt;br /&gt;朝向遙遠 沒有結局的旅程&lt;br /&gt;走吧 不要停下來&lt;br /&gt;一定有著什麼 能夠增加光輝&lt;br /&gt;只要相信 必然能散發出光芒&lt;br /&gt;伸出的手的前方 有著明天&lt;br /&gt;雙眼之前 有著什麼?&lt;br /&gt;就交給風吧 讓我們隨風跳躍&lt;br /&gt;在未來 有著燦晴的天空&lt;br /&gt;現在 變成了孩子 變成了鳥 應該可以在空中飛吧&lt;br /&gt;現在 地圖已經開啟 前往未來 一段希望之旅&lt;br /&gt;現在 我自由了 找回自我 哪裡都可以去&lt;br /&gt;現在 我想像著 變成旅人其實也不錯&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一直都沒變 正在吹的風&lt;br /&gt;不需要言語 直到遙遠的彼方&lt;br /&gt;今天我們也在窺伺著看不見的明天&lt;br /&gt;懷抱著各種想像 等待未來&lt;br /&gt;每個人擁有自己的夢 站立在這裡&lt;br /&gt;靠著這雙腳 走吧 去旅行&lt;br /&gt;就算沒有想要的答案&lt;br /&gt;並且 有糾正自己犯下的錯嗎&lt;br /&gt;現在的我還不知道&lt;br /&gt;毫無懼心的走下去 應該可以知道吧&lt;br /&gt;懷抱著信心走下去 一定會有什麼改變&lt;br /&gt;秉持著同樣的心情步向天空 就如同雲一樣&lt;br /&gt;自由的流動 就如同水一樣&lt;br /&gt;因為 我們活著....&lt;br /&gt;就交給風 帶領每個人的旅程&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在前進的目標上會有徬惶 在明白之前也會迷失&lt;br /&gt;雖然在這段旅程上我不斷的繞道 但是是我自己選擇的路&lt;br /&gt;在可以煩惱的範圍盡情煩惱 不論白天黑夜 帶著煩惱前進&lt;br /&gt;我們正邁向每天都在變化的未來中&lt;br /&gt;通往明日的門已經打開 朝向沒有目標的旅程&lt;br /&gt;邁向我們的未來 在無法停止的時間中&lt;br /&gt;變成自由的旅人 往前挺進 這樣也不錯&lt;br /&gt;開始啟程了 變成了一個人 邁出腳步 開始孤獨&lt;br /&gt;像鳥一樣 自由的飛翔 站在砂丘上 任風吹撫&lt;br /&gt;不放棄 一直走著 不放棄 好好的笑著往前走&lt;br /&gt;只屬於我自己的.... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-7485099638313975896?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/7485099638313975896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=7485099638313975896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/7485099638313975896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/7485099638313975896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2011/09/ketsumeishi.html' title='Ketsumeishi 決明子 - 旅人'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-973497910781503690</id><published>2011-09-23T14:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T14:04:23.535+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whitelion'/><title type='text'>White Lion - Broken Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bhy78xW-CSc"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bhy78xW-CSc&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Broken Home&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;There’s a sound from the kitchen,&lt;br&gt;and it’s the sound he has heard a thousand times before.&lt;br&gt;When he hears his mother crying, he runs away and hides inside his room.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But there is no escaping the echo in his fathers voice.&lt;br&gt;And when the tears are falling,&lt;br&gt;he falls into his knees and prays;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Just hold me, and love me.&lt;br&gt;Trash this child of love,&lt;br&gt;and try your best and save this broken home.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;His little arms are black and blue,&lt;br&gt;and there’s a little cut, right under his eye.&lt;br&gt;Every night he lays awake,&lt;br&gt;and from now to it,&lt;br&gt;fighting stars again.&lt;br&gt;Have you forgot the reason, why this little child was born.&lt;br&gt;'Cause if you go on fighting, you destroy this family, yeah.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Just hold him, and love him.&lt;br&gt;Trash this child of love,&lt;br&gt;and try your best to save this broken home.&lt;br&gt;Stop fighting, stop hurting, try to love again.&lt;br&gt;And do your best to save this broken home.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If you ever hold him tight, let him feel your love again.&lt;br&gt;You will make him smile, yeah.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hold him, and love him.&lt;br&gt;Trash this child of love,&lt;br&gt;and try your best to save this broken home.&lt;br&gt;Stop fighting, stop hurting, try to love again.&lt;br&gt;And do your best to save this broken home.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-973497910781503690?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/973497910781503690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=973497910781503690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/973497910781503690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/973497910781503690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2011/09/white-lion-broken-home.html' title='White Lion - Broken Home'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-8785714960069499229</id><published>2011-09-05T09:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T09:29:51.749+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fireex'/><title type='text'>滅火器 - 舊照片</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=msYy2IfoTIQ"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=msYy2IfoTIQ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;舊照片&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;詞曲：楊大正&lt;br&gt;編曲：滅火器&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;相片裡 你的臉 寫著滿滿的志氣&lt;br&gt;為什麼現在 眼神變得如此空虛&lt;br&gt;以前的你跑去哪裡&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;是熱情 是執著 給你滿滿的勇氣&lt;br&gt;為什麼現在 躲東躲西用心機&lt;br&gt;以前的你跑去哪裡&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;最近的我總是常常夢見你&lt;br&gt;夢中你像陀螺轉呀轉不停&lt;br&gt;忽然間發現 我就是你&lt;br&gt;牆上那張舊照片&lt;br&gt;是青春的證明&lt;br&gt;那個時候你的志氣&lt;br&gt;是否還記得&lt;br&gt;牆上那張舊照片&lt;br&gt;就像在提醒&lt;br&gt;你要相信 就要相信&lt;br&gt;我們的夢 永遠那麼美&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;牆上那張舊照片&lt;br&gt;是青春的證明&lt;br&gt;那個時候你的志氣&lt;br&gt;是否還記得&lt;br&gt;牆上那張舊照片&lt;br&gt;就像在提醒&lt;br&gt;你要相信 就要相信&lt;br&gt;我們的夢 永遠都不死&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-8785714960069499229?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/8785714960069499229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=8785714960069499229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/8785714960069499229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/8785714960069499229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post.html' title='滅火器 - 舊照片'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-8586133601290852816</id><published>2011-09-03T19:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T19:06:29.123+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whitelion'/><title type='text'>White Lion - Till Death Do Us Part</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NU1zUBDQMz0"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NU1zUBDQMz0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Till Death Do Us Part&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;As we talk the golden mile&lt;br&gt;Down the pretty aisle&lt;br&gt;I know that you are mine&lt;br&gt;And there¹s nothing in this world&lt;br&gt;That I know that I won¹t do&lt;br&gt;To be near you everyday&lt;br&gt;Every hour every minute&lt;br&gt;Take my hand and let me lead the way&lt;br&gt;All thru your life&lt;br&gt;I¹ll be by your side&lt;br&gt;Till death do us part&lt;br&gt;I¹ll be your friend&lt;br&gt;My love will never end&lt;br&gt;Till death do us part&lt;br&gt;When I wake up everyday&lt;br&gt;With you lying in my arms&lt;br&gt;I wonder if I¹m dreaming&lt;br&gt;When I look into your eyes&lt;br&gt;I just can¹t believe it¹s true&lt;br&gt;That my heart belongs to you&lt;br&gt;Baby you can have it all&lt;br&gt;Take my hand and let me lead the way&lt;br&gt;All thru your life&lt;br&gt;I¹ll be by your side&lt;br&gt;Till death do us part&lt;br&gt;I¹ll be your friend&lt;br&gt;My love will never end&lt;br&gt;Till death do us part&lt;br&gt;There¹ll be good times&lt;br&gt;And there¹ll be bad&lt;br&gt;But I will stand beside you woman&lt;br&gt;All the way&lt;br&gt;And thru the years&lt;br&gt;As life goes on Œn¹ on&lt;br&gt;When snow will fall on winter nights&lt;br&gt;I¹ll keep you warm inside&lt;br&gt;Yeah baby I will&lt;br&gt;All thru your life&lt;br&gt;I¹ll be by your side&lt;br&gt;Till death do us part&lt;br&gt;I¹ll be your friend&lt;br&gt;My love will never end&lt;br&gt;Till death do us part&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-8586133601290852816?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/8586133601290852816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=8586133601290852816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/8586133601290852816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/8586133601290852816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2011/09/white-lion-till-death-do-us-part.html' title='White Lion - Till Death Do Us Part'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-2873145408790549285</id><published>2011-09-03T18:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T18:59:37.381+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whitelion'/><title type='text'>White Lion - Broken Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gz3sN5cguJc"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gz3sN5cguJc&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Broken Heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Here I stand, all alone&lt;br&gt;Trying to fight the pain from a broken heart&lt;br&gt;Why she left me? I don't know&lt;br&gt;It really doesn't matter anymore&lt;br&gt;I thought our love could last forever&lt;br&gt;But here I stand lost and all alone&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Start a new day, but not alone&lt;br&gt;I'm gonna break away from this broken heart&lt;br&gt;I'll meet a woman. I'm gonna take her home&lt;br&gt;(Where) I'll pick all the pieces and start all over again&lt;br&gt;I know that life will be much better&lt;br&gt;Cause I know the (light) will shine again&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Chorus:&lt;br&gt;There is life even after a broken heart, broken heart&lt;br&gt;You can fight the pain from a broken heart broken heart&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I know that life will be much better&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-2873145408790549285?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/2873145408790549285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=2873145408790549285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/2873145408790549285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/2873145408790549285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2011/09/white-lion-broken-heart.html' title='White Lion - Broken Heart'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-5196339844874613910</id><published>2011-07-16T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T16:37:29.401+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sukimaswitch'/><title type='text'>Sukimaswitch - 全力少年</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EtWroLV0ULc"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EtWroLV0ULc&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;全力少年&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;跌跌撞撞的我又被拋下&lt;br /&gt;今天仍是踉踉蹌蹌在泥沙中向前邁進&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;被汙濁的我的世界  也沒有所謂的幸運&lt;br /&gt;根深蒂固的孤獨法則  怎麼都抹不去&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;無論怎麼努力都改變不了眼前的現在&lt;br /&gt;只能獨自默念著「無可奈何」的咒語&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;目前為止日積月累的全都毀掉  現在擁有的我全都不要  &lt;br /&gt;就用止不了的血和汗  來滋潤乾涸的頭腦&lt;br /&gt;因為那時候的我們  都是全力以赴了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那麼開創世界的  又應該是誰？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不再遊戲人間  漸漸枯老衰微&lt;br /&gt;只知道工作的我  笑容也漸漸不見&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;破銅爛鐵中應該也曾燦爛耀眼&lt;br /&gt;在我們將最珍貴的寶物通通掩埋以前&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;目前為止困塞疑惑的全都拋開  糾結不清的我全都丟掉&lt;br /&gt;就用止不了的血和淚  來滋潤乾渴的心臟&lt;br /&gt;因為那時候的我們  都是全力以赴了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這樣就怯步的話  什麼都做不成的&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;終於能夠停止在泛黃的歲月中尋找答案&lt;br /&gt;終於未來的希望也能夠在渾濁不堪的水中透亮&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;目前為止日積月累的全都毀掉  現在擁有的我全都不要&lt;br /&gt;無數次描繪過的痕跡  變成夢想的拋物線&lt;br /&gt;無庸置疑地  今後的我能夠再全力以赴&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;原來開創世界的  也只有我而已&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;世界也終於隨著視野開闊發亮&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-5196339844874613910?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/5196339844874613910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=5196339844874613910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/5196339844874613910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/5196339844874613910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2011/07/sukimaswitch.html' title='Sukimaswitch - 全力少年'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-4882470015163524418</id><published>2011-07-16T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T16:29:01.904+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spitz'/><title type='text'>Spitz - 白熊</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/UiYl1r5m5a0"&gt;http://youtu.be/UiYl1r5m5a0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;シロクマ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;慌ただしい毎日　ここはどこだ &lt;br /&gt;すごく疲れたシロクマです &lt;br /&gt;強い日差しから　逃れてきた &lt;br /&gt;しびれがとれて　立ち上がれば &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ちょっと遠い景色　簡単ではないけれど &lt;br /&gt;瓶の底の方に　殘った力で &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;今すぐ抜け出して　君と笑いたい まだ跳べるかな&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;物語の外へ　砂漠を超えて &lt;br /&gt;あの小さい明かり　星になる　少し前に &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;惑わされてきた　たくさんの噂と &lt;br /&gt;憎悪で汚れた　小さな隙間を &lt;br /&gt;今すぐ抜け出して　君としゃべりたい まだ間に合うはず &lt;br /&gt;地平線を知りたくて　ゴミ山登る 答え見つけよう &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;なんとなくでは終われない &lt;br /&gt;星になる　少し前に&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;白熊&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;匆匆忙忙的每一天 這是哪裡？&lt;br /&gt;（我是）一個很累很累的白熊&lt;br /&gt;從烈日暴曬下逃到這裡&lt;br /&gt;拍拍麻痺的雙腿 站起來的話&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;【想看】稍遠的地方的景色&amp;nbsp; 雖然並不簡單&lt;br /&gt;（所以我就）用瓶底剩下的力氣&lt;br /&gt;現在就離開這裡 想和你一起微笑 不知是否還能跳躍呢&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;向著故事之外 越過沙漠&lt;br /&gt;在那個小小的燈火 變成星星之前的瞬間&lt;br /&gt;一直欺騙著我的流言和憎惡把小小縫隙弄髒&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;現在就離開這裡 想和你說說話 應該還能來的及&lt;br /&gt;想知道地平線在哪裡 就去登垃圾山 尋找答案吧&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;稀里糊塗的話是無法(把事情)完結的&lt;br /&gt;在變成星星之前的瞬間&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-4882470015163524418?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/4882470015163524418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=4882470015163524418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/4882470015163524418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/4882470015163524418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2011/07/spitz.html' title='Spitz - 白熊'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-8802145080851674552</id><published>2011-06-27T12:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T12:43:51.263+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ledzeppelin'/><title type='text'>Led Zeppelin - Stairway to Heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w9TGj2jrJk8"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w9TGj2jrJk8&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stairway to Heaven&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a lady who's sure all that glitters is gold&lt;br /&gt;And she's buying the stairway to heaven.&lt;br /&gt;When she gets there she knows, if the stores are all closed&lt;br /&gt;With a word she can get what she came for.&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, ooh, and she's buying the stairway to heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a sign on the wall but she wants to be sure&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you know sometimes words have two meanings.&lt;br /&gt;In a tree by the brook, there's a songbird who sings,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes all of our thoughts are misgiven.&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, it makes me wonder,&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, it makes me wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a feeling I get when I look to the west,&lt;br /&gt;And my spirit is crying for leaving.&lt;br /&gt;In my thoughts I have seen rings of smoke through the trees,&lt;br /&gt;And the voices of those who stand looking.&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, it makes me wonder,&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, it really makes me wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's whispered that soon if we all call the tune&lt;br /&gt;Then the piper will lead us to reason.&lt;br /&gt;And a new day will dawn for those who stand long&lt;br /&gt;And the forests will echo with laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there's a bustle in your hedgerow, don't be alarmed now,&lt;br /&gt;It's just a spring clean for the May queen.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, there are two paths you can go by, but in the long run&lt;br /&gt;There's still time to change the road you're on.&lt;br /&gt;And it makes me wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your head is humming and it won't go, in case you don't know,&lt;br /&gt;The piper's calling you to join him,&lt;br /&gt;Dear lady, can you hear the wind blow, and did you know&lt;br /&gt;Your stairway lies on the whispering wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as we wind on down the road&lt;br /&gt;Our shadows taller than our soul.&lt;br /&gt;There walks a lady we all know&lt;br /&gt;Who shines white light and wants to show&lt;br /&gt;How everything still turns to gold.&lt;br /&gt;And if you listen very hard&lt;br /&gt;The tune will come to you at last.&lt;br /&gt;When all are one and one is all&lt;br /&gt;To be a rock and not to roll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she's buying the stairway to heaven.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-8802145080851674552?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/8802145080851674552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=8802145080851674552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/8802145080851674552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/8802145080851674552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2011/06/led-zeppelin-stairway-to-heaven.html' title='Led Zeppelin - Stairway to Heaven'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-5223344635456566003</id><published>2011-06-20T12:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T12:44:12.477+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jerryc'/><title type='text'>Jerry C - Beloved</title><content type='html'>http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DdbXfWswzLg&amp;amp;NR=1&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-5223344635456566003?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/5223344635456566003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=5223344635456566003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/5223344635456566003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/5223344635456566003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2011/06/jerry-c-beloved.html' title='Jerry C - Beloved'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-2874619885324654033</id><published>2011-06-10T15:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T15:53:43.128+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='queensryche'/><title type='text'>Queensryche - Lady Jane</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gSqJckkjAgE"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gSqJckkjAgE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lady Jane&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Sitting all alone, inside, today Jane.&lt;br&gt;The other girls are home, we're playing a new game.&lt;br&gt;The voice is very, very close, you like it that way,&lt;br&gt;and we're feeling rather warm inside.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Are you smiling or afraid?&lt;br&gt;You can have it either way.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Lady Jane your eyes are wide today,&lt;br&gt;and the world is looking very strange, you must proclaim!&lt;br&gt;It's quite a scary, scary ride we take, Lady Jane.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Yesterday seemed very dark, but now it's bright,&lt;br&gt;your clouds have gone away.&lt;br&gt;Sensory perception peaking at this time,&lt;br&gt;electric waves of sound are filling Janie's mind today&lt;br&gt;calling out to Janie as you drift away, "Don't be afraid,&lt;br&gt;they're only your illusion anyway."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Lady Jane your eyes are wide today.&lt;br&gt;and we're sure you won't forget the things&lt;br&gt;you've seen today!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-2874619885324654033?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/2874619885324654033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=2874619885324654033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/2874619885324654033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/2874619885324654033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2011/06/queensryche-lady-jane.html' title='Queensryche - Lady Jane'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-1218441529067137737</id><published>2011-06-10T00:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T00:14:23.964+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mylittlelover'/><title type='text'>My Little Lover - Hello, Again 昔からある場所</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4cPpkKOyiLA"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4cPpkKOyiLA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hello, Again 昔からある場所&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;いつも 君と 待ち続けた 季節は&lt;br&gt;何も言わず 通り過ぎた&lt;br&gt;雨はこの街に 降り注ぐ&lt;br&gt;少しの リグレットと罪を 包み込んで&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;泣かないことを 誓ったまま 時は過ぎ&lt;br&gt;痛む心に 気が付かずに 僕は一人になった&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;「記憶の中で ずっと二人は 生きて行ける」&lt;br&gt;君の声が 今も胸に響くよ それは愛が彷徨う影&lt;br&gt;君は少し泣いた? あの時見えなかった&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;自分の限界が どこまでかを 知るために&lt;br&gt;僕は生きてる訳じゃない&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;だけど 新しい扉を開け 海に出れば&lt;br&gt;波の彼方に ちゃんと"果て"を感じられる&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;僕は この手伸ばして 空に進み 風を受けて&lt;br&gt;生きて行こう どこかでまためぐるよ 遠い昔からある場所&lt;br&gt;夜の間でさえ 季節は変わって行く&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;雨は やがて あがっていた&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;「記憶の中で ずっと二人は 生きて行ける」&lt;br&gt;君の声が 今も胸に響くよ それは愛が彷徨う影&lt;br&gt;君は少し泣いた? あの時見えなかった&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hello, Again~從以前就存在的地方~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;總是與你一起等候的季節&lt;br&gt;無言地 就這麼過去&lt;br&gt;雨 落在這座城市&lt;br&gt;包覆了 些許的悔恨與罪&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;就在絕不哭泣的誓言裡 時光逝去&lt;br&gt;當作痛的心不曾察覺時 我成了孤獨的一個人&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;「在記憶裡 我倆可以永遠一起活下去」&lt;br&gt;你的聲音 如今迴盪在心底 有如愛情徬徨的身影&lt;br&gt;你是否也有些許的哭泣? 當時我沒能看清楚&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;探索自己的極限在哪裡&lt;br&gt;那並非我活著的目的&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;但是只要推開新的一扇門 來到大海&lt;br&gt;就可以清楚感覺海浪的彼方 有"盡頭"的存在&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;我要伸長手 朝天空前進 迎風而行&lt;br&gt;總會在某處再次遇見 那早已存在的場所&lt;br&gt;即使是夜晚 季節也不曾停止轉換&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;雨 終於停了&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;「在記憶裡 我倆可以永遠一起活下去」&lt;br&gt;你的聲音 如今迴盪在心底 有如愛情徬徨的身影&lt;br&gt;你是否也有些許的哭泣? 當時我沒能看清楚&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-1218441529067137737?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/1218441529067137737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=1218441529067137737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/1218441529067137737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/1218441529067137737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-little-lover-hello-again.html' title='My Little Lover - Hello, Again 昔からある場所'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-8123236789489628615</id><published>2011-06-09T07:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T07:45:08.202+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ozzyosbourne'/><title type='text'>Ozzy Osbourne - Bark at the Moon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jSNuIzw9VfU"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jSNuIzw9VfU&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bark At The Moon&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screams break the silence&lt;br /&gt;Waking from the dead of night&lt;br /&gt;Vengeance is boiling&lt;br /&gt;He's returned to kill the light&lt;br /&gt;Then when he's found who he's looking for&lt;br /&gt;Listen in awe and you'll hear him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bark at the moon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(laughs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Years spent in torment&lt;br /&gt;Buried in a nameless grave&lt;br /&gt;Now he has risen&lt;br /&gt;Miracles would have to save&lt;br /&gt;Those that the beast is looking for&lt;br /&gt;Listen in awe and you'll hear him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bark at the moon&lt;br /&gt;Hey, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Bark at the moon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They cursed and buried him&lt;br /&gt;Along with shame&lt;br /&gt;And thought his timeless soul had gone (gone)&lt;br /&gt;In empty burning hell--unholy one&lt;br /&gt;But he's returned to prove them wrong&lt;br /&gt;so wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Howling in shadows&lt;br /&gt;Living in a lunar spell&lt;br /&gt;He finds his heaven&lt;br /&gt;Spewing from the mouth of hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those that the beast is looking for&lt;br /&gt;Listen in awe and you'll hear him&lt;br /&gt;Bark at the moon.&lt;br /&gt;Hey, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Bark at the moon&lt;br /&gt;Hey, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Bark at the moon&lt;br /&gt;Whoa Whoa Yeah,&lt;br /&gt;Bark at the moon&lt;br /&gt;(howls)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-8123236789489628615?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/8123236789489628615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=8123236789489628615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/8123236789489628615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/8123236789489628615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2011/06/ozzy-osbourne-bark-at-moon.html' title='Ozzy Osbourne - Bark at the Moon'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-3731528974513580333</id><published>2011-05-27T11:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T11:11:39.881+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stevienicks'/><title type='text'>Talk to Me - Stevie Nicks</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3D0gks3b4b0"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3D0gks3b4b0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Talk to Me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I can see we're thinkin' bout the same things&lt;br&gt;And I can see your expression when the phone rings&lt;br&gt;We both know there's something happening here&lt;br&gt;Well, there's no sense in dancing round the subject&lt;br&gt;A wound gets worse when it's treated with neglect&lt;br&gt;Don't turn around, there's nothing here to fear&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;CHORUS:&lt;br&gt;You can talk to me&lt;br&gt;Talk to me&lt;br&gt;You can talk to me&lt;br&gt;You can set your secrets free, baby&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Dusty words lying under carpets&lt;br&gt;Seldom heard well must you keep your secrets&lt;br&gt;Locked inside hidden safe from view&lt;br&gt;Well, is it all that hard&lt;br&gt;Is it all that tough&lt;br&gt;Well, I've shown you all my cards now isn't that enough&lt;br&gt;You can hide your hurt&lt;br&gt;But, there's something you can do&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You can talk to me&lt;br&gt;Talk to me...talk to me&lt;br&gt;I can set your secrets free, baby&lt;br&gt;La, la, la, la...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Though we lay face to face and cheek to cheek&lt;br&gt;Our voices stray from the common ground where they could meet&lt;br&gt;The walls run high, to veil a swelling tear&lt;br&gt;Oh, let the walls burn down,set your secrets free&lt;br&gt;You can break their bounds, cause you're safe with me&lt;br&gt;You can lose your doubt, cause you'll find no danger here&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;(CHORUS)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Oh, I can see you running...I can see you running&lt;br&gt;I can see you running all the way back home&lt;br&gt;I can see your expression when the phone rings&lt;br&gt;And i can see your thinkin' bout the same things&lt;br&gt;Is it all that hard&lt;br&gt;Is it all that tough&lt;br&gt;well, you've taken all there is now baby&lt;br&gt;Isn't that enough&lt;br&gt;Well, I can see you runnin'...I can see you runnin'&lt;br&gt;All the way back&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-3731528974513580333?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/3731528974513580333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=3731528974513580333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/3731528974513580333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/3731528974513580333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2011/05/talk-to-me-stevie-nicks.html' title='Talk to Me - Stevie Nicks'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-2445587523489340588</id><published>2011-05-26T18:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T18:01:10.386+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spitz'/><title type='text'>Spitz - 君は太陽</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BXuR4yTV2mc"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BXuR4yTV2mc&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;你是我的太陽&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;放棄吧! 雖然嘴上這麼說&lt;br&gt;有些事情卻無法放棄&lt;br&gt;原來是這樣啊知道了原因&lt;br&gt;費盡心思總結心得&lt;br&gt;但是還是被你識破&lt;br&gt;為什麼呢？&lt;br&gt;快要溢出的莫名的心情&lt;br&gt;突然推了一下後背的手掌&lt;br&gt;從傾斜的草坪上滾落下去&lt;br&gt;不願停下現在的速度對不起&lt;br&gt;雖然不是理想的世界應該也沒有問題吧&lt;br&gt;站在無法渡過的濁流前&lt;br&gt;坐下來考慮陷入黑暗&lt;br&gt;愛雖然頑固又封閉&lt;br&gt;你卻如太陽般閃亮把我釋放&lt;br&gt;快要溢出的不美的淚&lt;br&gt;卻成為劇本的閃亮&lt;br&gt;用想象的鰭去暢遊&lt;br&gt;舊日的傷口刺痛這不是夢&lt;br&gt;明天就能到達向往的彼岸喲&lt;br&gt;染上顏色酸酸的果實&lt;br&gt;啊你就是太陽我不再迷茫&lt;br&gt;已經不迷茫和你&lt;br&gt;快要溢出的莫名的心情&lt;br&gt;突然推了一下後背的手掌&lt;br&gt;從傾斜的草坪上滾落下去&lt;br&gt;不願停下現在的速度對不起&lt;br&gt;雖然這並不是理想的世界&lt;br&gt;但應該還過得去吧&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;君は太陽&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;「あきらめた」つぶやいてみるけど&lt;br&gt;あきらめられないことがあったり&lt;br&gt;訳を知って なるほどそうかそうか&lt;br&gt;少ない知恵しぼって 小さくまとめたり&lt;br&gt;でも 見すかされていたんだね&lt;br&gt;なぜか 君はくちびるをへの字にしてる&lt;br&gt;あふれ出しそうな よくわかんない気持ち&lt;br&gt;背中をぐっと押す手のひら&lt;br&gt;斜めった芝生を転がっていくのだ&lt;br&gt;止めたくない今の速度 ごめんなさい&lt;br&gt;理想の世界じゃないけど 大丈夫そうなんで&lt;br&gt;渡れない 濁流を前にして&lt;br&gt;座って考えて闇にハマってる&lt;br&gt;愛は 固く閉じていたけど&lt;br&gt;太陽 君は輝いて僕を開く&lt;br&gt;こぼれ落ちそうな 美しくない涙&lt;br&gt;だけどキラッとなるシナリオ&lt;br&gt;想像上のヒレで泳いでいくのだ&lt;br&gt;ヒリリと痛い昔の傷 夢じゃない&lt;br&gt;明日憧れの岸に たどり着けるよ&lt;br&gt;色づいた 果実すっぱくて&lt;br&gt;ああ君は太陽 僕は迷わない&lt;br&gt;もう迷わない君と&lt;br&gt;あふれ出しそうな よくわかんない気持ち&lt;br&gt;背中をぐっと押す手のひら&lt;br&gt;斜めった芝生を転がっていくのだ&lt;br&gt;止めたくない今の速度 ごめんなさい&lt;br&gt;理想の世界じゃないけど 大丈夫そうなんで&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-2445587523489340588?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/2445587523489340588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=2445587523489340588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/2445587523489340588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/2445587523489340588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2011/05/spitz.html' title='Spitz - 君は太陽'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-6253725619984304971</id><published>2011-05-22T09:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T09:40:18.962+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mrchildren'/><title type='text'>Mr. Children - Simple</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dE_IwOIraO0"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dE_IwOIraO0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Simple&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;往壞的地方想讓人煩惱不已的結果&lt;br&gt;也曾有過就連對自己的生命都感到無意義的時候&lt;br&gt;「想得太多了啦」妳笑著對我這樣說&lt;br&gt;讓我似乎瞬間回到了10幾歲少年時的天真無惑&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;要是10年後也好 20年後也好&lt;br&gt;也能和妳一起生活著就太好了&lt;br&gt;雖然背負著悲傷走了這麼一大圈遠路&lt;br&gt;發現原來我所找尋的事物&lt;br&gt;就是這樣簡單的啊&lt;br&gt;和妳吵架的時候雖然我也有不對的地方&lt;br&gt;那都是因為我太坦率而沒有考慮的太多啊&lt;br&gt;若有一天能將彼此擔負的傷痛&lt;br&gt;有點靦腆害羞地相互交換的話就好了&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;即使是寂寞的歌曲 或是悲哀的旋律&lt;br&gt;要是能和妳一起唱和著就太好了啊&lt;br&gt;若無其事地一面放開失去所有的擔憂&lt;br&gt;一面對妳慢慢吐露我心中的迷惑&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;雖然被簌蔌急落的雨水打淋著&lt;br&gt;仍想像那凜然茂盛的草木般地堅強挺立&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;不管是10年後也好 20年後也好&lt;br&gt;也想要一直待在妳的身邊啊&lt;br&gt;雖然背負著悲傷走了這麼一大圈遠路&lt;br&gt;發現原來我所找尋的事物&lt;br&gt;就是這樣簡單的啊&lt;br&gt;和妳一起時感覺到無論什麼我都能相信啊&lt;br&gt;原來我所尋找的事物 就是這麼地簡單啊 &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-6253725619984304971?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/6253725619984304971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=6253725619984304971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/6253725619984304971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/6253725619984304971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2011/05/mr-children-simple.html' title='Mr. Children - Simple'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-9008321346349073146</id><published>2011-05-21T22:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T22:45:24.934+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sarahbrightman'/><title type='text'>Sarah Brightman - Stand Alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VQsD8fKsho4"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VQsD8fKsho4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stand Alone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;詞：小山薫堂&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 曲：久石讓&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;小さな光が　歩んだ道を照らす&lt;br&gt;希望のつぼみが　遠くを見つめていた&lt;br&gt;迷い悩むほど　人は強さを掴むから　夢を見る&lt;br&gt;凛として旅立つ　一朶の雲を目指し&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;あなたと歩んだ　あの日の道を探す&lt;br&gt;一人の祈りが　心をつないれゆく&lt;br&gt;空に　手を広げ　降注ぐ光集めて&lt;br&gt;友に　届けと放てば　夢叶う&lt;br&gt;はてなき想いを　明日の風に乗せて&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;私は信じる　新たな時がめぐる&lt;br&gt;凛として旅立つ　一朶の雲を目指し&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;微小的光芒照亮著前行的道路&lt;br&gt;能看見遠方那飽含希望的花蕾&lt;br&gt;即使感到迷惘&amp;nbsp; 但若變得強大就能看見夢想&lt;br&gt;凜然出發&amp;nbsp; 朝向那天際的一朵白雲&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;和你一起前進&amp;nbsp; 尋找著那天的道路&lt;br&gt;一個人的祈禱&amp;nbsp; 也能讓彼此的心緊緊相連&lt;br&gt;向天空張開雙臂&amp;nbsp; 收集那灑落下來的光芒&lt;br&gt;如果能完全傳達到摯友心中&amp;nbsp; 夢想就會成真&lt;br&gt;讓這無止盡的思緒乘上明日的風吧&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;我是這麼相信的&amp;nbsp; 新的時代正轉動著&lt;br&gt;凜然出發&amp;nbsp; 朝向那天際的一朵白雲&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-9008321346349073146?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/9008321346349073146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=9008321346349073146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/9008321346349073146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/9008321346349073146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2011/05/sarah-brightman-stand-alone.html' title='Sarah Brightman - 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晚安台灣'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-1198027624006695752</id><published>2011-05-16T20:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T20:25:59.258+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fireex'/><title type='text'>滅火器 - 自由路</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Bw2maL-r16U"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Bw2maL-r16U&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;自由路&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;真理在哪裡 是非在哪裡&lt;br&gt;為何這麼多年 不曾聽人說起&lt;br&gt;面對不義的現實 你要躲去哪裡&lt;br&gt;利益和良知 你會選擇什麼&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;自由路 民主的花開在心中&lt;br&gt;建國路 團結一心我們的腳步&lt;br&gt;革命路 用愛與和平走出尊嚴的路&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;問正義是什麼 慈悲又擱是什麼&lt;br&gt;眼睛睜乎開 你又看見什麼&lt;br&gt;面對不義的現實 你要躲去哪裡&lt;br&gt;經過那麼多年 何時才會覺醒&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;自由路 民主的花開在心中&lt;br&gt;建國路 團結一心我們的腳步&lt;br&gt;革命路 用愛與和平走出尊嚴的路&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;我敢用全部生命保護我們的夢&lt;br&gt;無論世事如何變化 會永遠在這&lt;br&gt;我敢用全部生命向天來詛咒&lt;br&gt;義無反顧對抗所有欺負我們的人&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;我敢用全部生命保護我們的夢&lt;br&gt;無論世事如何變化 會永遠在這&lt;br&gt;我敢用全部生命向天來詛咒&lt;br&gt;義無反顧對抗所有欺負我們的人&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-1198027624006695752?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/1198027624006695752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=1198027624006695752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/1198027624006695752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/1198027624006695752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html' title='滅火器 - 自由路'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-9170370098104096152</id><published>2011-05-12T13:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T04:33:09.854+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bbmak'/><title type='text'>BBMak - Out Of My Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ofmpg4mv5GE"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ofmpg4mv5GE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Out Of My Heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I feel fine&lt;br&gt;Now the rain has gone and the sun has come to shine&lt;br&gt;Nothing can get me down today&lt;br&gt;Head over heels&lt;br&gt;Got my mind made up as I'm driving through the fields&lt;br&gt;Nothing can get me down again&lt;br&gt;Catch me if you can&lt;br&gt;I've gotta make a getaway&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;As the sun goes down&lt;br&gt;Waking up my dreams&lt;br&gt;And in my mind you're with me once again&lt;br&gt;Out of my heart into your head&lt;br&gt;And inside my heart there's a place for you&lt;br&gt;And in my mind I'm with you once again&lt;br&gt;Out of my heart into your head&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Chasing the sun&lt;br&gt;Trying to get away from the rain that's gonna come&lt;br&gt;Hope I make it all the way&lt;br&gt;I'm lost in a crowd&lt;br&gt;Trying to find my way but the rain keeps falling down&lt;br&gt;Doesn't matter anyway&lt;br&gt;Catch me if you can&lt;br&gt;I've gotta make a getaway&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;As the sun goes down&lt;br&gt;Waking up my dreams&lt;br&gt;And in my mind you're with me once again&lt;br&gt;Out of my heart into your head&lt;br&gt;And inside my heart there's a place for you&lt;br&gt;And in my mind I'm with you once again&lt;br&gt;Out of my heart into your head&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Take a look at the sky, feel the sunshine&lt;br&gt;In your heart, in your head, in your own time&lt;br&gt;As the sun goes down waking up my dreams&lt;br&gt;And in my mind you're with me once again&lt;br&gt;Out of my heart into your head&lt;br&gt;And inside my heart there's a place for you&lt;br&gt;And in my mind I'm with you once again&lt;br&gt;Out of my heart into your head&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Out of my heart into your head&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Out of my heart into your head&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-9170370098104096152?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/9170370098104096152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=9170370098104096152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/9170370098104096152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/9170370098104096152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2011/05/bbmak-out-of-my-heart.html' title='BBMak - Out Of My Heart'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-2477859633859541059</id><published>2011-04-02T12:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T12:16:23.256+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bankband'/><title type='text'>Bank Band - Someday</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YxhQq5PhuIs"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YxhQq5PhuIs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Someday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;(作詞、作曲、原唱：佐野元春)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;聽著街上傳來的歌聲，夜半緊抱我的戀情 &lt;br&gt;當時的我一直舞著&lt;br&gt;在夜光朦朧的閃光燈下&lt;br&gt;感覺不到時光的流轉&lt;br&gt;靠在窗邊，一個接一個的夢&lt;br&gt;漸漸消失雖感難過，卻不解怎麼回事&lt;br&gt;只因當時的我太年輕了&lt;br&gt;直到現在才感到非常的真實&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Happiness &amp;amp; rest你曾答應過我 &lt;br&gt;所以請再來一次，不要放棄&lt;br&gt;直到獲得真心的那個時刻&lt;br&gt;Someday　在我心中&lt;br&gt;Someday　發誓&lt;br&gt;Someday　信任的心直到永遠&lt;br&gt;Someday&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;你說"太遲了"，我還是用口哨回答&lt;br&gt;當時我不聽從任何人的話，也不處理我的傷口&lt;br&gt;我只是委身於時光的流轉&lt;br&gt;總有一天會有人解開愛的秘團&lt;br&gt;會再也無法獨身一人&lt;br&gt;Oh Darling　為了你我是如此的心意動搖！&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Happiness &amp;amp; rest你曾答應過我&lt;br&gt;所以請再來一次，不要放棄&lt;br&gt;直到獲得真心的那個時刻 &lt;br&gt;Someday　在我心中&lt;br&gt;Someday　發誓&lt;br&gt;Someday　信任的心直到永遠&lt;br&gt;Someday&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-2477859633859541059?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/2477859633859541059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=2477859633859541059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/2477859633859541059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/2477859633859541059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2011/04/bank-band-someday.html' title='Bank Band - Someday'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-5289854232645792580</id><published>2011-01-31T15:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T15:11:55.430+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jamestaylor'/><title type='text'>James Taylor - Handy Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xzW1LEY125s"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xzW1LEY125s&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Handy Man&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey girls, gather round&lt;br /&gt;Listen to what I'm putting down&lt;br /&gt;Whoo baby, I'm your handyman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the kind to use a pencil or rule&lt;br /&gt;I'm handy with love and I'm no fool&lt;br /&gt;I fix broken hearts, I know that I truly can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your broken heart should need repair&lt;br /&gt;Than I am the man to see&lt;br /&gt;I whisper sweet things, you tell all your friends&lt;br /&gt;They'll come runnin' to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the main thing I want to say&lt;br /&gt;I'm busy 24 hours a day&lt;br /&gt;I fix broken hearts, I know that I truly can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come-a, come-a, come-a, come-a, come, come&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Come-a, come-a, come-a, come-a, come, come,&lt;br /&gt;They'll come runnin' to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the main thing I want to say&lt;br /&gt;I'm busy 24 hours a day&lt;br /&gt;I fix broken hearts, baby I'm your handy man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come-a, come-a, come-a, come-a, come, come&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Come-a, come-a, come-a, come-a, come, come,&lt;br /&gt;They'll come runnin' to me&lt;br /&gt;That's me. (2x's)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-5289854232645792580?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/5289854232645792580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=5289854232645792580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/5289854232645792580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/5289854232645792580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2011/01/james-taylor-handy-man.html' title='James Taylor - Handy Man'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-831453076836487070</id><published>2011-01-31T00:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T00:20:01.882+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keane'/><title type='text'>Keane - We Might As Well Be Strangers</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jIDNBqV4M00"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jIDNBqV4M00&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We Might As Well Be Strangers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I don't know your face no more&lt;br&gt;Or feel your touch that I adore&lt;br&gt;I don't know your face no more&lt;br&gt;It's just a place I'm looking for&lt;br&gt;We might as well be strangers in another town&lt;br&gt;We might as well be living in a different world&lt;br&gt;We might as well&lt;br&gt;We might as well&lt;br&gt;We might as well&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I don't know your thoughts these days&lt;br&gt;We're strangers in an empty space&lt;br&gt;I don't understand your heart&lt;br&gt;It's easier to be apart&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We might as well be strangers in another town&lt;br&gt;We might as well be living in a another time&lt;br&gt;We might as well&lt;br&gt;We might as well&lt;br&gt;We might as well be strangers&lt;br&gt;Be strangers&lt;br&gt;For all I know of you now&lt;br&gt;For all I know of you now&lt;br&gt;For all I know of you now&lt;br&gt;For all I know&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-831453076836487070?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/831453076836487070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=831453076836487070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/831453076836487070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/831453076836487070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2011/01/keane-we-might-as-well-be-strangers.html' title='Keane - We Might As Well Be Strangers'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-5703762406016455548</id><published>2011-01-17T00:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T00:15:00.260+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='roxette'/><title type='text'>Roxette - Never Is A Long Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DPblBARyRyw"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DPblBARyRyw&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Never Is A Long Time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You build it up and tear it down,&lt;br&gt;there's no reason to follow you.&lt;br&gt;You left the song without a sound,&lt;br&gt;you left the story I made for you.&lt;br&gt;Softly angels bow and cry in the stillness of the night.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Never is a long time - goodbye.&lt;br&gt;No answers for the asking.&lt;br&gt;It's a long time - goodbye.&lt;br&gt;No mercy for the aching.&lt;br&gt;It's a long time - oh I see no light on the forsaken.&lt;br&gt;Never is a long time - goodbye.&lt;br&gt;Let's spend the night when this dream has come to an end.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Sometimes you laugh,&lt;br&gt;sometimes you cry, and yes,&lt;br&gt;I've cried over you.&lt;br&gt;You've left me blind in paradise.&lt;br&gt;You've left me hungering for the touch of you.&lt;br&gt;Snow white angels run and hide in the blackness of the night.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Never is a long time... &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-5703762406016455548?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/5703762406016455548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=5703762406016455548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/5703762406016455548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/5703762406016455548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2011/01/roxette-never-is-long-time.html' title='Roxette - Never Is A Long Time'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-7020489379170808833</id><published>2011-01-16T21:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T21:34:55.877+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journey'/><title type='text'>Journey - When I Think of You</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p0xspEIeFPE"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p0xspEIeFPE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I Think of You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Magic... moments&lt;br&gt;There're the things I will remember&lt;br&gt;Where's the time we spent together... laughing&lt;br&gt;Then you walk into my dream... dear&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And I see your face&lt;br&gt;Young and so free, smiling at me&lt;br&gt;So long since i've... had you near&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Now you've come back again&lt;br&gt;Where the love never ends&lt;br&gt;And you're right here&lt;br&gt;When I think of you&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;When i... need you, I just close my eyes&lt;br&gt;And you're... here&lt;br&gt;Right beside me when I'm lost in... shadows&lt;br&gt;Of the memories of you... oh my dear&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And I see your face&lt;br&gt;Young and so free, smiling at me&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In your eyes I walk without fear&lt;br&gt;We're together again&lt;br&gt;Where the love never ends&lt;br&gt;'cause you're right here&lt;br&gt;When I think of you&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hold on... just for a while&lt;br&gt;Hold on... hold on&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I try to forget the night that you left&lt;br&gt;It's all so unreal, with you gone&lt;br&gt;I can dream once again...&lt;br&gt;Where the love never ends&lt;br&gt;'cause you're right here&lt;br&gt;When I think of you&lt;br&gt;When I think of you&lt;br&gt;When I think of you&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-7020489379170808833?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/7020489379170808833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=7020489379170808833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/7020489379170808833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/7020489379170808833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2011/01/journey-when-i-think-of-you.html' title='Journey - When I Think of You'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-1859750781959056356</id><published>2011-01-16T10:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T10:05:22.557+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fireex'/><title type='text'>滅火器 - 晚安台灣</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sastikpc4Mw"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sastikpc4Mw&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;晚安台灣&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;詞曲：楊大正&lt;br&gt;編曲：滅火器&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;在這個安靜的晚上&lt;br&gt;我知道你有心事睡不著&lt;br&gt;想著你過去 受盡凌遲&lt;br&gt;甘苦很多年&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;在這個安靜的晚上&lt;br&gt;我知道你有心事睡不著&lt;br&gt;想著你過去 受盡凌遲&lt;br&gt;甘苦很多年&lt;br&gt;在這個安靜的晚上&lt;br&gt;我知道你有心事睡不著&lt;br&gt;煩惱你的未來該向哪去&lt;br&gt;幸福在哪裡&lt;br&gt;啊～啊&lt;br&gt;黑暗他總會過去&lt;br&gt;太陽一出來仍然會是好天氣&lt;br&gt;你有一個美麗的名子&lt;br&gt;啊～啊&lt;br&gt;天公伯總會保庇&lt;br&gt;太陽一出來仍然會是好天氣&lt;br&gt;願你順遂台灣&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;啊～啊&lt;br&gt;黑暗他總會過去&lt;br&gt;太陽一出來仍然會是好天氣&lt;br&gt;你有一個美麗的名子&lt;br&gt;啊～啊&lt;br&gt;天公伯總會保庇&lt;br&gt;太陽一出來仍然會是好天氣&lt;br&gt;願你平安台灣&lt;br&gt;願你順遂台灣&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-1859750781959056356?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/1859750781959056356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=1859750781959056356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/1859750781959056356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/1859750781959056356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post.html' title='滅火器 - 晚安台灣'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-7151738016121729859</id><published>2011-01-03T15:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T15:53:22.411+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saigonkick'/><title type='text'>Saigon Kick - Love Is On The Way</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MclSSoOBt3Q"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MclSSoOBt3Q&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love Is On The Way&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Lonely sidewalks, silent night&lt;br&gt;Bring the evening, deep inside&lt;br&gt;Hold me darling, touch me now&lt;br&gt;Let the feelings free tonight&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Love is on the way&lt;br&gt;I can see it in your eyes&lt;br&gt;Let's give it one more try tonight baby&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Love is on the way&lt;br&gt;I can see it in your eyes&lt;br&gt;Let's give it one more try tonight&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Time of season, wipes your tears&lt;br&gt;No ryhme or reason, no more fears&lt;br&gt;And all the dreamin', is far behind&lt;br&gt;You are here now, and everythin's alright&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Love is on the way&lt;br&gt;I can see it in your eyes&lt;br&gt;Let's give it one more try tonight baby&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Love is on the way&lt;br&gt;I can see it in your eyes&lt;br&gt;Let's give it one more try tonight&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And in the morning I'll be gone away&lt;br&gt;All the things I left behind&lt;br&gt;If you need me I'll come night and day&lt;br&gt;Let's stop the hands of time&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Love is on the way&lt;br&gt;I can see it in your eyes&lt;br&gt;Let's give it one more try tonight baby&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Love is on the way&lt;br&gt;I can see it in your eyes&lt;br&gt;Let's give it one more try tonight baby&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Love is on the way&lt;br&gt;I can see it in your eyes&lt;br&gt;Let's give it one more try tonight baby&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Love is on the way&lt;br&gt;I can see it in your eyes&lt;br&gt;Let's give it one more try tonight&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-7151738016121729859?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/7151738016121729859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=7151738016121729859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/7151738016121729859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/7151738016121729859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2011/01/saigon-kick-love-is-on-way.html' title='Saigon Kick - Love Is On The Way'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-7584021621561750291</id><published>2011-01-03T15:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T15:30:39.361+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poison'/><title type='text'>Poison - Stand</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F3hmgkPYUuk"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F3hmgkPYUuk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stand&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;We all carry the cross and speak what we're taught&lt;br&gt;Lies and money become the white man's god&lt;br&gt;We've burned all our bridges one too many times&lt;br&gt;The time has come now to draw the line&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Chorus:&lt;br&gt;You know you've got to&lt;br&gt;Stand, stand, stand for what you believe&lt;br&gt;You know you've got to&lt;br&gt;Stand, stand, stand for what you believe&lt;br&gt;Ohh, You got to...Stand for what you believe&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Alright, alright&lt;br&gt;You got to listen now...&lt;br&gt;Express yourself in the face of change&lt;br&gt;Repress yourself, you surely seal your fate&lt;br&gt;You got to look inside, the answer lies in wait&lt;br&gt;Resurrect before it's too late&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Chorus&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Somebody rescue me, come down and rescue me&lt;br&gt;I know the soul of a good man has got to be free&lt;br&gt;When you stand, stand for what you believe&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Solo, repeat chorus&lt;/p&gt; 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&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;海闊天空&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;今天我　寒夜裡看雪飄過&lt;br&gt;懷著冷卻了的心窩漂遠方&lt;br&gt;風雨裏追趕&lt;br&gt;霧裡分不清影蹤&lt;br&gt;天空海闊你與我&lt;br&gt;可會變（誰沒在變）&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;多少次　迎著冷眼與嘲笑&lt;br&gt;從沒有放棄過心中的理想&lt;br&gt;一剎那恍惚&lt;br&gt;若有所失的感覺&lt;br&gt;不知不覺已變淡&lt;br&gt;心裡愛（誰明白我）&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;原諒我這一生不羈放縱愛自由&lt;br&gt;也會怕有一天會跌倒&lt;br&gt;為了理想　誰人都可以&lt;br&gt;那會怕有一天只你共我&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;仍然自由自我&lt;br&gt;永遠高唱我歌走遍千里&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-3639055525228998494?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/3639055525228998494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=3639055525228998494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/3639055525228998494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/3639055525228998494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2010/10/beyond.html' title='Beyond - 海闊天空'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-9220358585031980352</id><published>2010-09-05T16:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T16:20:53.227+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='danfogelberg'/><title type='text'>Dan Fogelberg - In the passage</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch#!v=HvybX3p_s_Y"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch#!v=HvybX3p_s_Y&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In The Passage&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;There's a ring around the moon&lt;br&gt;tonight&lt;br&gt;And a chill in the air&lt;br&gt;And a fire in the stars that&lt;br&gt;hang -- so near;&lt;br&gt;so near.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;There's a sound in the wind that&lt;br&gt;blows&lt;br&gt;Through the wild mountain holds&lt;br&gt;Like the sighs of a thousand crying&lt;br&gt;souls;&lt;br&gt;Crying souls --&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;There's a time when the traveller&lt;br&gt;is fated to find&lt;br&gt;That insight has turned his gaze&lt;br&gt;behind -- behind&lt;br&gt;And the steps taken yesterday&lt;br&gt;Will beckon again&lt;br&gt;And lead to his weary journey's&lt;br&gt;end -- journey's end.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And in the passage&lt;br&gt;From the cradle to the grave&lt;br&gt;We are born, madly dancing&lt;br&gt;Rushing headlong through the&lt;br&gt;crashing of the days&lt;br&gt;We run on and on&lt;br&gt;Without a backwards glance&lt;br&gt;We run on and on&lt;br&gt;Without a backwards glance.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But I cast my fate with the&lt;br&gt;wife of Lot&lt;br&gt;I turned my gaze around&lt;br&gt;Knowing neither what was sought&lt;br&gt;nor what was to be found&lt;br&gt;Heeding weakness, feeding&lt;br&gt;strength&lt;br&gt;Life at length is frail&lt;br&gt;I seek again the river's source&lt;br&gt;through time's dark shadowed veil.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In the fast fading century as we spin through the years&lt;br&gt;I pray that our failing vision&lt;br&gt;clears -- our vision clears.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And in the passage&lt;br&gt;From the cradle to the grave&lt;br&gt;We are born, madly dancing&lt;br&gt;Rushing headlong through the&lt;br&gt;crashing of the days&lt;br&gt;We run on and on&lt;br&gt;Without a backwards glance&lt;br&gt;We run on and on&lt;br&gt;Without a backwards glance.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The places dash and the faces&lt;br&gt;dart&lt;br&gt;Like fishes in a dream&lt;br&gt;Hiding 'neath the murky banks&lt;br&gt;of long forgotten streams&lt;br&gt;The lines of life are never long&lt;br&gt;when seen from end to end&lt;br&gt;The future's never coming&lt;br&gt;and the past has never been.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;There's a ring around the moon&lt;br&gt;tonight&lt;br&gt;And a chill in the air&lt;br&gt;And a fire in the stars that&lt;br&gt;hang -- so near;&lt;br&gt;so near.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-9220358585031980352?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/9220358585031980352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=9220358585031980352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/9220358585031980352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/9220358585031980352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2010/09/dan-fogelberg-in-passage.html' title='Dan Fogelberg - In the passage'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-2794621867494705060</id><published>2010-09-05T16:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T16:20:16.728+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='danfogelberg'/><title type='text'>Dan Fogelberg - The Innocent Age</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uunU0Aoup_I"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uunU0Aoup_I&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Innocent Age&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Capture the moment, carry the day&lt;br&gt;Stay with the chase as long as you may&lt;br&gt;Follow the dreamer, the fool and the sage&lt;br&gt;Back to the days of the innocent age&lt;br&gt;Storybook endings never appear&lt;br&gt;They're just someone's way of leading us here&lt;br&gt;Waiting for wisdom to open the cage&lt;br&gt;We forged in the fires of the innocent age&lt;br&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br&gt;Back at the start it was easy to see&lt;br&gt;No one to own to, nowhere to be&lt;br&gt;Deep in the heartlands a sad memory calls to me (calls to me)&lt;br&gt;Fretful horizons, worrisome skies&lt;br&gt;Tearful misgivings burning your eyes&lt;br&gt;Yearnings unanswered, reckon the wage you pay&lt;br&gt;To recapture the innocent age&lt;br&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br&gt;Fretful horizons, worrisome skies&lt;br&gt;Tearful misgivings burning your eyes&lt;br&gt;Yearnings unanswered, reckon the wage you&lt;br&gt;Pay to recapture the innocent age&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-2794621867494705060?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/2794621867494705060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=2794621867494705060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/2794621867494705060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/2794621867494705060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2010/09/dan-fogelberg-innocent-age.html' title='Dan Fogelberg - The Innocent Age'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-6257051283771408412</id><published>2010-09-05T15:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T15:40:12.562+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='danfogelberg'/><title type='text'>Dan Fogelberg - Longer</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch#!v=5Go6I2_PpBU"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch#!v=5Go6I2_PpBU&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Longer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;Longer than there've been fishes in the ocean&lt;br&gt;Higher than any bird ever flew&lt;br&gt;Longer than there've been stars up in the heavens&lt;br&gt;I've been in love with you.&lt;br&gt;Stronger than any mountain cathedral&lt;br&gt;Truer than any tree ever grew&lt;br&gt;Deeper than any forest primeval&lt;br&gt;I am in love with you.&lt;br&gt;I'll bring fires in the winters&lt;br&gt;You'll send showers in the springs&lt;br&gt;We'll fly through the falls and summers&lt;br&gt;With love on our wings.&lt;br&gt;Through the years as the fire starts to mellow&lt;br&gt;Burning lines in the book of our lives&lt;br&gt;Though the binding cracks and the pages start to yellow&lt;br&gt;I'll be in love with you.&lt;br&gt;Longer than there've been fishes in the ocean&lt;br&gt;Higher than any bird ever flew&lt;br&gt;Longer than there've been stars up in the heavens&lt;br&gt;I've been in love with you&lt;br&gt;I am in love with you.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-6257051283771408412?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/6257051283771408412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=6257051283771408412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/6257051283771408412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/6257051283771408412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2010/09/dan-fogelberg-longer.html' title='Dan Fogelberg - Longer'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-329571230801946679</id><published>2010-09-05T15:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T15:36:24.078+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='danfogelberg'/><title type='text'>Dan Fogelberg - Same Old Lang Syne</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2NmdFgFyhnk"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2NmdFgFyhnk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Same Old Lang Syne&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Met my old lover in the grocery store&lt;br&gt;The snow was falling, Christmas Eve&lt;br&gt;I stole behind her in the frozen foods&lt;br&gt;And I touched her on the sleeve&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;She didn't recognize the face at first&lt;br&gt;But then her eyes flew open wide&lt;br&gt;She went to hug me and she spilled her purse&lt;br&gt;And we laughed until we cried&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We took her groceries to the checkout stand&lt;br&gt;The food was totaled up and bagged&lt;br&gt;We stood there lost in our embarrassment&lt;br&gt;As the conversation dragged&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We went to have ourselves a drink or two&lt;br&gt;But couldn't find an open bar&lt;br&gt;We bought a six-pack at the liquor store&lt;br&gt;And we drank it in her car&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We drank a toast to innocence&lt;br&gt;We drank a toast to now&lt;br&gt;And tried to reach beyond the emptiness&lt;br&gt;But neither one knew how&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;She said she'd married her an architect&lt;br&gt;Who kept her warm and safe and dry&lt;br&gt;She would have liked to say she loved the man&lt;br&gt;But she didn't like to lie&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I said the years had been a friend to her&lt;br&gt;And that her eyes were still as blue&lt;br&gt;But in those eyes I wasn't sure&lt;br&gt;If I saw doubt or gratitude&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;She said she saw me in the record stores&lt;br&gt;And that I must be doing well&lt;br&gt;I said the audience was heavenly&lt;br&gt;But the traveling was hell&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We drank a toast to innocence&lt;br&gt;We drank a toast to now&lt;br&gt;And tried to reach beyond the emptiness&lt;br&gt;But neither one knew how&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We drank a toast to innocence&lt;br&gt;We drank a toast to time&lt;br&gt;Reliving in our eloquence&lt;br&gt;Another 'Auld Lang Syne'&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The beer was empty and our tongues were tired&lt;br&gt;And running out of things to say&lt;br&gt;She gave a kiss to me as I got out&lt;br&gt;And I watched her drive away&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Just for a moment I was back at school&lt;br&gt;And felt that old familiar pain&lt;br&gt;And as I turned to make my way back home&lt;br&gt;The snow turned into rain&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-329571230801946679?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/329571230801946679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=329571230801946679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/329571230801946679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/329571230801946679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2010/09/dan-fogelberg-same-old-lang-syne.html' title='Dan Fogelberg - Same Old Lang Syne'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-6258197694353544930</id><published>2010-09-05T15:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T15:33:19.834+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='danfogelberg'/><title type='text'>Dan Fogelberg - Lonely In Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch#!v=Q_g29ihJnYg"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch#!v=Q_g29ihJnYg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lonely In Love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Some say that love is its own&lt;br&gt;Love is its own reward&lt;br&gt;But I can't help but believe&lt;br&gt;There's got to be more.&lt;br&gt;A man needs a woman&lt;br&gt;To have and to hold&lt;br&gt;To love him in body&lt;br&gt;As well as in soul&lt;br&gt;I need your desire&lt;br&gt;Where did the fire go?&lt;br&gt;I keep trying to sleep&lt;br&gt;But sleep won't be mine tonight&lt;br&gt;There's so much sorrow inside&lt;br&gt;And baby, I don't know why.&lt;br&gt;I give you your freedom&lt;br&gt;I give you my love&lt;br&gt;I give all I have every time that we touch&lt;br&gt;I don't know, baby,&lt;br&gt;Maybe I give too much.&lt;br&gt;Chorus&lt;br&gt;Now I'm lonely in love&lt;br&gt;Why must I be lonely in love&lt;br&gt;I'm so lonely in love&lt;br&gt;Baby why must I be lonely&lt;br&gt;Why must I be lonely in love.&lt;br&gt;I know that love carries no&lt;br&gt;She carries no guarantees&lt;br&gt;But still I can't seem to&lt;br&gt;Find a reason that I can believe in&lt;br&gt;You said to be patient&lt;br&gt;And give you some room&lt;br&gt;You said you had changes&lt;br&gt;You need to work through&lt;br&gt;But the longer I wait&lt;br&gt;The farther I feel from you.&lt;br&gt;(Repeat chorus twice)&lt;br&gt;Baby, you're my one and only&lt;br&gt;Why do you keep me lonely in love.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-6258197694353544930?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/6258197694353544930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=6258197694353544930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/6258197694353544930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/6258197694353544930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2010/09/dan-fogelberg-lonely-in-love.html' title='Dan Fogelberg - Lonely In Love'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-7135096986113795444</id><published>2010-09-04T16:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T16:36:03.820+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='omd'/><title type='text'>OMD - Pandora's Box</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch#!v=XuIgFZMEAuo"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch#!v=XuIgFZMEAuo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pandora's Box&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Born in Kansas&lt;br&gt;On an ordinary plain&lt;br&gt;Ran to New York&lt;br&gt;But ran away from fame&lt;br&gt;Only seventeen&lt;br&gt;When all your dreams came true&lt;br&gt;But all you wanted&lt;br&gt;Was someone to undress you&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And all the stars you kissed&lt;br&gt;Could never ease the pain&lt;br&gt;Still the grace remains&lt;br&gt;The face has changed&lt;br&gt;And you're still the same&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And it's a long long way&lt;br&gt;From where you want to be&lt;br&gt;And it's a long long road&lt;br&gt;But you're too blind to see&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Frame of silence&lt;br&gt;Of an innocence divine&lt;br&gt;Is a dangerous creation&lt;br&gt;When you fail the test of time&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And all the photographs&lt;br&gt;Of ghosts of long ago&lt;br&gt;Still they hurt you so&lt;br&gt;Won't let you go&lt;br&gt;And you still don't know&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And it's a long long way&lt;br&gt;From where you want to be&lt;br&gt;And it's a long long road&lt;br&gt;But you're too blind to see&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;When you look around yourself now&lt;br&gt;Do you recognize the girl&lt;br&gt;The one who broke a thousand hearts&lt;br&gt;Terrified the world&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And all the stars you kissed&lt;br&gt;Could never ease the pain&lt;br&gt;And if the face has changed&lt;br&gt;The grace remains&lt;br&gt;And you're still the same&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And it's a long long way&lt;br&gt;From where you want to be&lt;br&gt;And it's a long long road&lt;br&gt;But you're too blind to see&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And it's a long long way&lt;br&gt;From where you want to be&lt;br&gt;And it's a long long road&lt;br&gt;And you're too blind to see&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And it's a long long way&lt;br&gt;From where you want to be&lt;br&gt;And it's a long long road&lt;br&gt;And you're too blind to see&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And it's a long long way... &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-7135096986113795444?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/7135096986113795444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=7135096986113795444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/7135096986113795444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/7135096986113795444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2010/09/omd-pandora-box.html' title='OMD - Pandora&amp;#39;s Box'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-9049981437185986486</id><published>2010-09-04T16:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T16:35:12.079+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='omd'/><title type='text'>OMD - Dreaming</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DC-nmyVEmRw"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DC-nmyVEmRw&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dreaming&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If you were born in heaven girl&lt;br&gt;I'd understand so well&lt;br&gt;But ever since I met you child&lt;br&gt;You've made my life such hell&lt;br&gt;With every day that passes&lt;br&gt;I fall nearer to the ground&lt;br&gt;It seems that I've been looking for&lt;br&gt;Something that won't be found&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I was only dreaming&lt;br&gt;I was only trying to catch your eye&lt;br&gt;I was only wishing you would notice me&lt;br&gt;Instead you said goodbye&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Could this be the new answer then&lt;br&gt;To all the dreams we've made&lt;br&gt;Could there be some solution please&lt;br&gt;To rid me of this craze&lt;br&gt;But every single second that you&lt;br&gt;Hold me in your arms&lt;br&gt;You build me up you raise me up&lt;br&gt;You kill me with your charms&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I was only dreaming&lt;br&gt;I was only trying to catch your eye&lt;br&gt;I was only wishing you would notice me&lt;br&gt;Instead you said goodbye&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Won't you stay here tonight?&lt;br&gt;Won't you make these feelings last?&lt;br&gt;Can't we start this all again?&lt;br&gt;Would that be just too much to ask?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I was only dreaming&lt;br&gt;I was only trying to catch your eye&lt;br&gt;I was only wishing you would notice me&lt;br&gt;Instead you said goodbye&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I was only dreaming&lt;br&gt;I was only trying to catch your eye&lt;br&gt;I was only wishing you would notice me&lt;br&gt;Instead you said goodbye &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-9049981437185986486?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/9049981437185986486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=9049981437185986486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/9049981437185986486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/9049981437185986486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2010/09/omd-dreaming.html' title='OMD - Dreaming'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-8172698026661167198</id><published>2010-09-04T16:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T16:31:18.763+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='omd'/><title type='text'>OMD - Secret</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mktqwb89gco"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mktqwb89gco&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Secret&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I got a secret and I can't explain&lt;br&gt;All the time, I've waited for this day&lt;br&gt;All along I was never in doubt&lt;br&gt;I always knew it would never get out&lt;br&gt;There are things that I cannot tell&lt;br&gt;And there are things that you know damn well&lt;br&gt;This is getting very hard for me&lt;br&gt;I guess you'd better just wait and see&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;This is all, this is all&lt;br&gt;You heard a message and the message was clear&lt;br&gt;All the time you wipe away that tear&lt;br&gt;And all I want is to hold your hand&lt;br&gt;To see the sun and walk the sand&lt;br&gt;You make me sad and you make me glad&lt;br&gt;My secret is this love&lt;br&gt;Is love, Is love&lt;br&gt;All my secret is this love&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Everyday you're always there&lt;br&gt;You comfort me&lt;br&gt;And make me feel it's worth my while&lt;br&gt;And then I look around and you're not there&lt;br&gt;And everyday you say you care and I'll beware&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;This is all, this is all&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I've got a secret and I can't explain&lt;br&gt;All I want is to hold your hand&lt;br&gt;All along I was never in doubt&lt;br&gt;To see the sun and to walk the sand &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-8172698026661167198?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/8172698026661167198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=8172698026661167198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/8172698026661167198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/8172698026661167198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2010/09/omd-secret.html' title='OMD - Secret'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-4262472822403695422</id><published>2010-08-26T01:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T01:00:58.215+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thesmiths'/><title type='text'>The Smiths - Heaven Knows I'm Miserable Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cUjZjyIyNoE"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cUjZjyIyNoE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heaven Knows I'm Miserable Now&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I was happy in the haze of a drunken hour&lt;br&gt;But heaven knows I'm miserable now&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I was looking for a job, and then I found a job&lt;br&gt;And heaven knows I'm miserable now&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In my life&lt;br&gt;Why do I give valuable time&lt;br&gt;To people who don't care if I live or die ?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Two lovers entwined pass me by&lt;br&gt;And heaven knows I'm miserable now&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I was looking for a job, and then I found a job&lt;br&gt;And heaven knows I'm miserable now&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In my life&lt;br&gt;Oh, why do I give valuable time&lt;br&gt;To people who don't care if I live or die ?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What she asked of me at the end of the day&lt;br&gt;Caligula would have blushed&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"You've been in the house too long" she said&lt;br&gt;And I (naturally) fled&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In my life&lt;br&gt;Why do I smile&lt;br&gt;At people who I'd much rather kick in the eye ?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I was happy in the haze of a drunken hour&lt;br&gt;But heaven knows I'm miserable now&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"You've been in the house too long" she said&lt;br&gt;And I naturally fled&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In my life&lt;br&gt;Why do I give valuable time&lt;br&gt;To people who don't care if I live or die ?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-4262472822403695422?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/4262472822403695422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=4262472822403695422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/4262472822403695422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/4262472822403695422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2010/08/smiths-heaven-knows-i-miserable-now.html' title='The Smiths - Heaven Knows I&amp;#39;m Miserable Now'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-3993338690915022044</id><published>2010-07-17T01:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T01:51:01.057+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='restlessheart'/><title type='text'>Restless Heart - When She Cries</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-DvSevNz0Oc"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-DvSevNz0Oc&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When She Cries&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The road I have traveled on&lt;br&gt;Is paved with good intentions&lt;br&gt;It's littered with broken dreams&lt;br&gt;That never quite came true  &lt;p&gt;When all of my hopes were dying&lt;br&gt;Her love kept me trying&lt;br&gt;She does her best to hide&lt;br&gt;The pain that she's been through  &lt;p&gt;(CHORUS)&lt;br&gt;When she cries at night&lt;br&gt;And she doesn't think that I can hear her&lt;br&gt;She tries to hide&lt;br&gt;All the fear she feels inside&lt;br&gt;So I pray this time&lt;br&gt;I can be the man that she deserves&lt;br&gt;'Cause I die a little each time&lt;br&gt;When she cries  &lt;p&gt;She's always been there for me&lt;br&gt;Whenever I've fallen&lt;br&gt;When nobody else believes&lt;br&gt;She'll be there by my side  &lt;p&gt;I don't know how she takes it&lt;br&gt;Just once I'd like to make it&lt;br&gt;Then there'll be tears of joy&lt;br&gt;That fill her loving eyes  &lt;p&gt;(CHORUS)  &lt;p&gt;So I pray this time&lt;br&gt;I can be the man that she deserves&lt;br&gt;'Cause I die a little each time&lt;br&gt;When she cries&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-3993338690915022044?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/3993338690915022044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=3993338690915022044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/3993338690915022044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/3993338690915022044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2010/07/restless-heart-when-she-cries.html' title='Restless Heart - When She Cries'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-1523431047319000322</id><published>2010-04-20T22:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T22:35:57.308+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winger'/><title type='text'>Winger - Miles away</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=osfCDXQ4Ftw"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=osfCDXQ4Ftw&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Miles away&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So this is love   &lt;br /&gt;or so you tell me    &lt;br /&gt;As you're walking    &lt;br /&gt;out the door    &lt;br /&gt;The months go by    &lt;br /&gt;and I know for certain    &lt;br /&gt;it's not the love    &lt;br /&gt;I'm looking for &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But sometimes just for a moment   &lt;br /&gt;I reach out hope you're still there &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Miles away   &lt;br /&gt;No you're never turnin back    &lt;br /&gt;and I just can't wait anymore    &lt;br /&gt;Miles away    &lt;br /&gt;nothing left of what we had    &lt;br /&gt;just when I needed you the most    &lt;br /&gt;you were miles away &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It's hard to tell   &lt;br /&gt;what you're going through    &lt;br /&gt;you kept your feelings locked    &lt;br /&gt;inside of you    &lt;br /&gt;open your heart    &lt;br /&gt;and chances are    &lt;br /&gt;what you feel    &lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling too &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;If only just for a moment   &lt;br /&gt;hold on to the dreams that we had &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;When times were tough   &lt;br /&gt;and you were down and out    &lt;br /&gt;who was there by your side    &lt;br /&gt;but now you're gone and I'm    &lt;br /&gt;so tired of being alone    &lt;br /&gt;with only your promises &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The loneliness just fades away   &lt;br /&gt;thoughts of you just memories    &lt;br /&gt;no cryin now for what we're missin    &lt;br /&gt;time won't forget what you meant to me &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;If only for a moment   &lt;br /&gt;Hold on to the dreams that we had&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-1523431047319000322?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/1523431047319000322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=1523431047319000322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/1523431047319000322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/1523431047319000322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2010/04/winger-miles-away.html' title='Winger - Miles away'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-5862417023759715590</id><published>2010-04-16T07:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T07:02:35.056+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='richardmarx'/><title type='text'>Richard Marx - Ready To Fly</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EGNZXce3u7A"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EGNZXce3u7A&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ready To Fly&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I've been trying to open the door    &lt;br /&gt;To the secret of my destiny     &lt;br /&gt;And every new road I think is the one     &lt;br /&gt;Seems to lead right back to me &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I've looked for a way to be wiser    &lt;br /&gt;A way to be strong     &lt;br /&gt;Now I see the answer was hiding     &lt;br /&gt;In me all along &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Chorus:    &lt;br /&gt;And I'm ready to fly     &lt;br /&gt;Over the sun     &lt;br /&gt;Like a rocket to heaven     &lt;br /&gt;And I'm ready to soar     &lt;br /&gt;Right through the sky     &lt;br /&gt;Never dreamed I'd find something to lift me so high     &lt;br /&gt;I've always had wings     &lt;br /&gt;But I wasn't ready to fly &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Restless, hopeless, and misunderstood    &lt;br /&gt;Like so many others I know     &lt;br /&gt;So busy tryin' to keep holdin' on     &lt;br /&gt;When I should've been letting go &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I was given the gift to find it    &lt;br /&gt;The spirit inside me     &lt;br /&gt;But I never really imagined     &lt;br /&gt;All I could be &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Chorus:    &lt;br /&gt;And I'm ready to fly     &lt;br /&gt;Over the sun     &lt;br /&gt;Like a rocket to heaven     &lt;br /&gt;And I'm ready to soar     &lt;br /&gt;Right through the sky     &lt;br /&gt;Never dreamed I'd find something to lift me so high     &lt;br /&gt;I've always had wings     &lt;br /&gt;But I wasn't ready to fly &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The answer to all of my wonder    &lt;br /&gt;Was right in my hands     &lt;br /&gt;Now it's time for me to discover     &lt;br /&gt;All that I am &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Chorus:    &lt;br /&gt;And I'm ready to fly     &lt;br /&gt;Over the sun     &lt;br /&gt;Like a rocket to heaven     &lt;br /&gt;And I'm ready to soar     &lt;br /&gt;Right through the sky     &lt;br /&gt;Never dreamed I'd find something to lift me so high     &lt;br /&gt;I've always had wings     &lt;br /&gt;But I wasn't ready to fly &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I've always had wings    &lt;br /&gt;Now I'm finally ready to fly&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-5862417023759715590?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/5862417023759715590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=5862417023759715590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/5862417023759715590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/5862417023759715590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2010/04/richard-marx-ready-to-fly.html' title='Richard Marx - Ready To Fly'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-5661254529787667097</id><published>2010-04-16T06:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T06:06:29.844+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='richardmarx'/><title type='text'>Richard Marx - Falling</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oLYGRl0w9gU"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oLYGRl0w9gU&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Falling &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I've got a secret   &lt;br /&gt;That I think I'm ready to share    &lt;br /&gt;It may bring us closer    &lt;br /&gt;It may be a burden to bear &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It's precious and it's real   &lt;br /&gt;And all that I can feel &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Chorus:   &lt;br /&gt;Is that I'm falling    &lt;br /&gt;As deep as any ocean    &lt;br /&gt;In ways that can't be spoken    &lt;br /&gt;I am falling    &lt;br /&gt;For the millionth and the first time    &lt;br /&gt;Ever and eternally for you &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;You are a beacon   &lt;br /&gt;Revealing the places I hide    &lt;br /&gt;You've given freedom    &lt;br /&gt;To so much that I kept inside &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And with one look in my eyes   &lt;br /&gt;It can't be a surprise &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Chorus:   &lt;br /&gt;That I am falling    &lt;br /&gt;As deep as any ocean    &lt;br /&gt;In ways that can't be spoken    &lt;br /&gt;I am falling    &lt;br /&gt;For the millionth and the first time    &lt;br /&gt;Ever and eternally for you &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Now there's no darkness   &lt;br /&gt;My truth laid open and bare    &lt;br /&gt;It's in my flesh and bones    &lt;br /&gt;Yeah it's everywhere &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Chorus:   &lt;br /&gt;That I am falling    &lt;br /&gt;As deep as any ocean    &lt;br /&gt;In ways that can't be spoken    &lt;br /&gt;I am falling    &lt;br /&gt;Like rays that come from heaven    &lt;br /&gt;Bathed in your reflection    &lt;br /&gt;I am falling    &lt;br /&gt;For the millionth and the first time    &lt;br /&gt;Ever and eternally for you&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-5661254529787667097?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/5661254529787667097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=5661254529787667097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/5661254529787667097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/5661254529787667097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2010/04/richard-marx-falling.html' title='Richard Marx - Falling'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-8555329799511652829</id><published>2010-04-10T12:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T12:28:58.786+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sarahmclachlan'/><title type='text'>Sarah McLachlan - Fallen</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LWsM5CAsafs"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LWsM5CAsafs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fallen &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Heaven bent to take my hand   &lt;br /&gt;And lead me through the fire    &lt;br /&gt;Be the long awaited answer    &lt;br /&gt;To a long and painful fight &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Truth be told I've tried my best   &lt;br /&gt;But somewhere along the way    &lt;br /&gt;I got caught up in all there was to offer    &lt;br /&gt;And the cost was so much more than I could bear &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Though I've tried, I've fallen...   &lt;br /&gt;I have sunk so low    &lt;br /&gt;I have messed up    &lt;br /&gt;Better I should know    &lt;br /&gt;So don't come round here    &lt;br /&gt;And tell me I told you so... &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We all begin with good intent   &lt;br /&gt;Love was raw and young    &lt;br /&gt;We believed that we could change ourselves    &lt;br /&gt;The past could be undone    &lt;br /&gt;But we carry on our backs the burden    &lt;br /&gt;Time always reveals    &lt;br /&gt;The lonely light of morning    &lt;br /&gt;The wound that would not heal    &lt;br /&gt;It's the bitter taste of losing everything    &lt;br /&gt;That I have held so dear. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I've fallen...   &lt;br /&gt;I have sunk so low    &lt;br /&gt;I have messed up    &lt;br /&gt;Better I should know    &lt;br /&gt;So don't come round here    &lt;br /&gt;And tell me I told you so... &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Heaven bent to take my hand   &lt;br /&gt;Nowhere left to turn    &lt;br /&gt;I'm lost to those I thought were friends    &lt;br /&gt;To everyone I know    &lt;br /&gt;Oh they turned their heads embarassed    &lt;br /&gt;Pretend that they don't see    &lt;br /&gt;But it's one missed step    &lt;br /&gt;You'll slip before you know it    &lt;br /&gt;And there doesn't seem a way to be redeemed &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Though I've tried, I've fallen...   &lt;br /&gt;I have sunk so low    &lt;br /&gt;I have messed up    &lt;br /&gt;Better I should know    &lt;br /&gt;So don't come round here    &lt;br /&gt;And tell me I told you so... &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-8555329799511652829?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/8555329799511652829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=8555329799511652829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/8555329799511652829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/8555329799511652829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2010/04/sarah-mclachlan-fallen.html' title='Sarah McLachlan - Fallen'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-5637029843198022688</id><published>2010-04-10T12:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T12:18:42.108+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boston'/><title type='text'>Boston - A man I'll never be</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XmAQ0Ct49tY"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XmAQ0Ct49tY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A man I'll never be&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;If I said what's on my mind, you'd turn and walk away    &lt;br /&gt;Disappearing way back in your dreams     &lt;br /&gt;It's so hard to be unkind, so easy just to say     &lt;br /&gt;That everything is just the way it seems &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;You look up at me, and somewhere in your mind you see    &lt;br /&gt;A man I'll never be &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Chorus:    &lt;br /&gt;If only I could find a way, I'd feel like I'm the man you believe I am     &lt;br /&gt;And it gets harder every day for me, to hide behind this dream you see     &lt;br /&gt;A man I'll never be &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I can't get any stronger, I can't climb any higher    &lt;br /&gt;You'll never know just how hard I've tried     &lt;br /&gt;Cry a little longer, and hold a little tighter     &lt;br /&gt;Emotions can't be satisfied &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;You look up at me, and somewhere in your mind you see    &lt;br /&gt;A man I'll never be &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;chorus &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I can't get any stronger, I can't climb any higher    &lt;br /&gt;You'll never know just how hard I've tried     &lt;br /&gt;Cry a little longer, and hold a little tighter     &lt;br /&gt;Emotions can't be satisfied &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;If only I could find a way, I'd feel like I'm the man you believe I am &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;To hide behind this dream you see, a man I'll never be&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-5637029843198022688?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/5637029843198022688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=5637029843198022688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/5637029843198022688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/5637029843198022688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2010/04/boston-man-i-never-be.html' title='Boston - A man I&amp;#39;ll never be'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-4962006775438726566</id><published>2010-04-08T16:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T16:47:19.026+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motleycrue'/><title type='text'>Motley Crue - You're All I Need</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2PD7K8Lmc_U"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2PD7K8Lmc_U&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're All I Need&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The blade of my knife   &lt;br /&gt;Faced away from your heart    &lt;br /&gt;Those last few nights    &lt;br /&gt;It turned and sliced you apart    &lt;br /&gt;This love that I tell    &lt;br /&gt;Now feels lonely as hell    &lt;br /&gt;From this padded prison cell &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So many times I said   &lt;br /&gt;You'd only be mine    &lt;br /&gt;I gave my blood and my tears    &lt;br /&gt;And loved you cyanide    &lt;br /&gt;When you took my lips    &lt;br /&gt;I took your breath    &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes love's better off dead &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;You're all I need, make you only mine   &lt;br /&gt;I loved you so I set you free    &lt;br /&gt;I had to take your life    &lt;br /&gt;You're all I need, you're all I need    &lt;br /&gt;You're all I need, And I loved you so    &lt;br /&gt;But you didn't love me    &lt;br /&gt;Laid out cold, Now we're both alone    &lt;br /&gt;But killing you helped me keep you home    &lt;br /&gt;I guess it was bad    &lt;br /&gt;Cause love can be sad    &lt;br /&gt;But we finally made the news &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Tied up smiling   &lt;br /&gt;I thought you were happy    &lt;br /&gt;Never opened your eyes    &lt;br /&gt;I thought you were napping    &lt;br /&gt;I got so much to learn    &lt;br /&gt;About love in this world    &lt;br /&gt;But we finally made the news &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;You're all I need, make you only mine   &lt;br /&gt;I loved you So I set you free    &lt;br /&gt;I had to take your life    &lt;br /&gt;You're all I need, you're all I need    &lt;br /&gt;You're all I need and I loved you so    &lt;br /&gt;So I put you to sleep &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;You're all I need, make you only mine   &lt;br /&gt;You're all I need, you're all I need    &lt;br /&gt;You're all I need, you're all I need    &lt;br /&gt;All I need, you're all I need    &lt;br /&gt;All I need, you're all I need    &lt;br /&gt;You're all I need, you're all I need &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-4962006775438726566?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/4962006775438726566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=4962006775438726566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/4962006775438726566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/4962006775438726566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2010/04/motley-crue-you-all-i-need.html' title='Motley Crue - You&amp;#39;re All I Need'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-5713021017965468813</id><published>2010-03-28T11:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T11:43:07.858+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='defleppard'/><title type='text'>Def Leppard - Have You Ever Needed Someone So Bad</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oUN6nES9zKQ"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oUN6nES9zKQ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have You Ever Needed Someone So Bad&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Here I am, I'm in the wrong bed again    &lt;br /&gt;It's a game I just can't win     &lt;br /&gt;There you are, breathing soft on my skin, yeah     &lt;br /&gt;Still you won't let me in, so come on &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Why save your kisses for a rainy day    &lt;br /&gt;Baby let the moment take your heart away &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Have you ever needed someone so bad, yeah    &lt;br /&gt;Have you ever wanted someone you just couldn't have     &lt;br /&gt;Did you ever try so hard that your world just fell apart     &lt;br /&gt;Have you ever needed someone so bad     &lt;br /&gt;And you're the girl I gotta have, I gotta have you baby, yeah &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;There you go, midnight promises again, yeah    &lt;br /&gt;But they're broken by the dawn     &lt;br /&gt;You wanna go further, faster every day, baby     &lt;br /&gt;But in the morning you'll be gone, and I'm alone &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Why save your kisses for a rainy day    &lt;br /&gt;Baby let the moment take your heart away &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Have you ever needed someone so bad, yeah    &lt;br /&gt;Have you ever wanted someone you just couldn't have     &lt;br /&gt;Did you ever try so hard that your world just fell apart     &lt;br /&gt;Have you ever needed someone so bad &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Every dream I dream    &lt;br /&gt;Is some kinda rash 'n' reckless scene     &lt;br /&gt;To give such crazy love     &lt;br /&gt;You must be some kinda drug     &lt;br /&gt;And if my time don't ever come     &lt;br /&gt;For me you're still the one     &lt;br /&gt;Damned if I don't, damned if I do     &lt;br /&gt;I gotta get a fix on you &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Have you ever needed someone so bad, yeah    &lt;br /&gt;Have you ever wanted someone you just couldn't have     &lt;br /&gt;Did you ever try so hard that your world just fell apart     &lt;br /&gt;Have you ever needed someone so bad, so bad &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Have you ever needed someone - have you ever wanted someone, yeah    &lt;br /&gt;Did you ever try so hard that your world just fell apart     &lt;br /&gt;Have you ever needed someone so bad     &lt;br /&gt;And you're the girl I gotta have, I gotta have you baby, yeah &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It's a game I just can't win, oh &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Have you ever needed someone so bad, yeah    &lt;br /&gt;Have you ever wanted someone     &lt;br /&gt;Have you ever wanted someone you just couldn't have     &lt;br /&gt;Did you ever try so hard, yeah &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-5713021017965468813?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/5713021017965468813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=5713021017965468813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/5713021017965468813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/5713021017965468813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2010/03/def-leppard-have-you-ever-needed.html' title='Def Leppard - Have You Ever Needed Someone So Bad'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-55054210367190134</id><published>2010-02-19T21:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T21:34:51.245+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hallandoates'/><title type='text'>Hall and Oates - Wait for me</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PP9u7FL_drM"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PP9u7FL_drM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wait for me&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Midnight hour almost over   &lt;br /&gt;Time is running out for the magic pair    &lt;br /&gt;I know you gave the best that you have    &lt;br /&gt;But one more chance    &lt;br /&gt;couldn't be all that hard to bear. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Wait for me please   &lt;br /&gt;Wait for me    &lt;br /&gt;Alright, I guess    &lt;br /&gt;that's more than I should ask    &lt;br /&gt;Wait for me please    &lt;br /&gt;Wait for me    &lt;br /&gt;Although I know the light is fading fast. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;You could go either way   &lt;br /&gt;Is it easier to stay    &lt;br /&gt;I wonder what you'll do    &lt;br /&gt;when your chance rolls around    &lt;br /&gt;But you gotta know how much I want to keep you    &lt;br /&gt;When I'm away I'm afraid it will all fall down. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Love is what it does and ours is doing nothing   &lt;br /&gt;But all the time we spent    &lt;br /&gt;It must be good for something    &lt;br /&gt;Please forgive all the disturbance I'm creating    &lt;br /&gt;But you gotta lot to learn if you think that I'm not    &lt;br /&gt;waiting for you.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-55054210367190134?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/55054210367190134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=55054210367190134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/55054210367190134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/55054210367190134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2010/02/hall-and-oates-wait-for-me.html' title='Hall and Oates - Wait for me'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-4662254270765044017</id><published>2010-01-11T17:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T17:03:24.976+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='airsupply'/><title type='text'>Air Supply - Goodbye</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J6qxMP3deU8"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J6qxMP3deU8&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Goodbye &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I can see the pain living in your eyes    &lt;br /&gt;And I know how hard you try     &lt;br /&gt;You deserve to have much more     &lt;br /&gt;I can feel your heart and I simpathize     &lt;br /&gt;And I'll never criticize     &lt;br /&gt;All you've ever meant to my life &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I don't want to let you down    &lt;br /&gt;I don't want to lead you on     &lt;br /&gt;i don't want to hold you back     &lt;br /&gt;From where you might belong &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;You would never ask me why    &lt;br /&gt;My heart is so disguised     &lt;br /&gt;I just can't live a lie anymore     &lt;br /&gt;I would rather hurt myself     &lt;br /&gt;Than to ever make you cry     &lt;br /&gt;There's nothing left to say but goodbye &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;You deserve the chance at the kind of love    &lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure i'm worthy of     &lt;br /&gt;Losing you is painful to me &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I don't want to let you down    &lt;br /&gt;I don't want to lead you on     &lt;br /&gt;i don't want to hold you back     &lt;br /&gt;From where you might belong &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;You would never ask me why    &lt;br /&gt;My heart is so disguised     &lt;br /&gt;I just can't live a lie anymore     &lt;br /&gt;I would rather hurt myself     &lt;br /&gt;Than to ever make you cry     &lt;br /&gt;There's nothing left to say but goodbye &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;You would never ask me why    &lt;br /&gt;My heart is so disguised     &lt;br /&gt;I just can't live a lie anymore     &lt;br /&gt;I would rather hurt myself     &lt;br /&gt;Than to ever make you cry     &lt;br /&gt;There's nothing left to try     &lt;br /&gt;Though it's gonna hurt us both     &lt;br /&gt;There's no other way than to say goodbye &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-4662254270765044017?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/4662254270765044017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=4662254270765044017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/4662254270765044017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/4662254270765044017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2010/01/air-supply-goodbye.html' title='Air Supply - Goodbye'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-2727680199237781464</id><published>2010-01-11T16:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T16:53:12.962+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='airsupply'/><title type='text'>Air Supply - Making Love Out Of Nothing At All</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?gl=US&amp;amp;v=aGRXRqRXxZg"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?gl=US&amp;amp;v=aGRXRqRXxZg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Making Love Out Of Nothing At All&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I know just how to whisper    &lt;br /&gt;And I know just how to cry     &lt;br /&gt;I know just where to find the answers     &lt;br /&gt;And I know just how to lie     &lt;br /&gt;I know just how to fake it     &lt;br /&gt;And I know just how to scheme     &lt;br /&gt;I know just when to face the truth     &lt;br /&gt;And then I know just when to dream &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And I know just where to touch you    &lt;br /&gt;And I know just what to prove     &lt;br /&gt;I know when to pull you closer     &lt;br /&gt;And I know when to let you loose     &lt;br /&gt;And I know the night is fading     &lt;br /&gt;And I know the time's gonna fly     &lt;br /&gt;And I'm never gonna tell you     &lt;br /&gt;Everything I gotta tell you     &lt;br /&gt;But I know I gotta give it a try &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And I know the roads to riches    &lt;br /&gt;And I know the ways to fame     &lt;br /&gt;I know all the rules     &lt;br /&gt;And I know how to break 'em     &lt;br /&gt;And I always know the name of the game &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But I don't know how to leave you    &lt;br /&gt;And I'll never let you fall     &lt;br /&gt;And I don't know how you do it     &lt;br /&gt;Making love out of nothing at all &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Making love, Out of nothing at all    &lt;br /&gt;Making love, Out of nothing at all     &lt;br /&gt;Making love, Out of nothing at all     &lt;br /&gt;Making love, Out of nothing at all     &lt;br /&gt;Making love, Out of nothing at all     &lt;br /&gt;Making love, Out of nothing at all &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Everytime I see you all the rays of the sun    &lt;br /&gt;Are streaming through the waves in your hair     &lt;br /&gt;And every star in the sky is taking aim at your eyes     &lt;br /&gt;Like a spotlight &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The beating of my heart is a drum and it's lost    &lt;br /&gt;And it's looking for a rhythm like you     &lt;br /&gt;You can take the darkness from the pit of the night     &lt;br /&gt;And turn into a beacon burning endlessly bright &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I've gotta follow it 'cause everything I know    &lt;br /&gt;Well it's nothing till I give it to you &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I can make the runner stumble    &lt;br /&gt;I can make the final block     &lt;br /&gt;And I can make every tackle at the sound of the whistle     &lt;br /&gt;I can make all the stadiums rock     &lt;br /&gt;I can make tonight forever     &lt;br /&gt;Or I can make it disappear by the dawn     &lt;br /&gt;I can make you every promise that has ever been made     &lt;br /&gt;I can make all your demons be gone &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But I'm never gonna make it without you    &lt;br /&gt;Do you really want to see me crawl     &lt;br /&gt;And I'm never gonna make it like you do     &lt;br /&gt;Making love out of nothing at all &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Making love, Out of nothing at all    &lt;br /&gt;Making love, Out of nothing at all     &lt;br /&gt;Making love, Out of nothing at all     &lt;br /&gt;Making love, Out of nothing at all     &lt;br /&gt;Making love, Out of nothing at all     &lt;br /&gt;Making love, Out of nothing at all     &lt;br /&gt;Making love, Out of nothing at all     &lt;br /&gt;Making love, Out of nothing at all     &lt;br /&gt;Making love, Out of nothing at all     &lt;br /&gt;Making love, Out of nothing at all &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-2727680199237781464?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/2727680199237781464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=2727680199237781464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/2727680199237781464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/2727680199237781464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2010/01/air-supply-making-love-out-of-nothing.html' title='Air Supply - Making Love Out Of Nothing At All'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-148056989333847722</id><published>2010-01-02T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T20:54:15.837+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wishfulthinking'/><title type='text'>Wishful Thinking - Hiroshima</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5aDrsd6fLJ4"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5aDrsd6fLJ4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hiroshima&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(D. Morgan), 1971&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a shadow of a man at Hiroshima&lt;br /&gt;where he'd pass the noon&lt;br /&gt;in a wonderland at Hiroshima&lt;br /&gt;'neath the August moon&lt;br /&gt;And the world remembers his face&lt;br /&gt;- remembers the place was here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fly the metal bird to Hiroshima&lt;br /&gt;and away your load.&lt;br /&gt;Speak the magic word to Hiroshima&lt;br /&gt;let the sky explode.&lt;br /&gt;And the world remembers your name&lt;br /&gt;- remembers the flame was here..&lt;br /&gt;Hiroshima.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speak-report: (read by Lou Reizner)&lt;br /&gt;Hiroshima, Japanese city of three hundred&lt;br /&gt;thousand people&lt;br /&gt;Ceased to exist at 9:15 on a Monday morning&lt;br /&gt;While going about its business in the sunshine&lt;br /&gt;of a hot summer day.&lt;br /&gt;It vanished in a huge ball of fire and a cloud&lt;br /&gt;of boiling smoke&lt;br /&gt;Obliterated by the first atom bomb used in the&lt;br /&gt;history of world war terror&lt;br /&gt;Such is the electrifying report of the American&lt;br /&gt;crew of the superforce who dropped the bomb&lt;br /&gt;as a cataclysmic warning to the Japs to get out&lt;br /&gt;of war or be destroyed.&lt;br /&gt;Hiroshima, the whole crew agreed was blotted&lt;br /&gt;out but a flash more brilliant than the sun&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-148056989333847722?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/148056989333847722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=148056989333847722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/148056989333847722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/148056989333847722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2010/01/wishful-thinking-hiroshima.html' title='Wishful Thinking - Hiroshima'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-3010526672885799438</id><published>2009-11-11T20:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T20:07:02.277+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boston'/><title type='text'>Boston - Crying</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vHYXVWqC-WE"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vHYXVWqC-WE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Crying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Different eyes with the same old screen&lt;br /&gt;We laugh, we love, we cry from what we've seen&lt;br /&gt;It's crazy, it's how we feel&lt;br /&gt;We're staring at the walls and living out of magazines&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, ooh, cryin' outside the line&lt;br /&gt;There's people with disease&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you took a chance, would you like to dance&lt;br /&gt;'Cause my heart is cryin'&lt;br /&gt;What it would mean to me&lt;br /&gt;It's like make-believe&lt;br /&gt;And my heart is cryin', cryin'&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see my heart is cryin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Different minds with the same old dreams&lt;br /&gt;We live a life of imaginary means&lt;br /&gt;It's crazy, it's how we feel&lt;br /&gt;A pilot always tries to fly without a winning pace&lt;br /&gt;A runner can never decide to end a given race&lt;br /&gt;Staring outside, a child's made a big mistake&lt;br /&gt;If you took a chance, would you like to dance&lt;br /&gt;'Cause my heart is cryin'&lt;br /&gt;What it would mean to me&lt;br /&gt;It's like make-believe&lt;br /&gt;And my heart is cryin', cryin'&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see my heart is cryin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Different minds with the same old dreams&lt;br /&gt;We live a life of imaginary means&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, ooh, crying outside the line&lt;br /&gt;There's people with disease&lt;br /&gt;If you took a chance, would you like to dance&lt;br /&gt;'Cause my heart is cryin'&lt;br /&gt;What it would mean to me&lt;br /&gt;It's like make-believe&lt;br /&gt;And my heart is cryin', cryin'&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see my heart is cryin'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-3010526672885799438?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/3010526672885799438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=3010526672885799438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/3010526672885799438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/3010526672885799438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/11/boston-crying.html' title='Boston - Crying'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-7106800952833817334</id><published>2009-11-10T18:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T18:54:12.224+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scorpions'/><title type='text'>Scorpions - Wind of Change</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=taVW8Kv2HcQ"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=taVW8Kv2HcQ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wind of Change&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I follow the Moskva   &lt;br /&gt;Down to Gorky Park    &lt;br /&gt;Listening to the wind of change    &lt;br /&gt;An August summer night    &lt;br /&gt;Soldiers passing by    &lt;br /&gt;Listening to the wind of change &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The world closing in   &lt;br /&gt;Did you ever think    &lt;br /&gt;That we could be so close,like brothers    &lt;br /&gt;The future's in the air    &lt;br /&gt;I can feel it everywhere    &lt;br /&gt;Blowing with the wind of change &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Chorus:   &lt;br /&gt;Take me to the magic of the moment    &lt;br /&gt;On a glory night    &lt;br /&gt;Where the children of tomorrow dream away    &lt;br /&gt;In the wind of change &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Walking down the street   &lt;br /&gt;Distant memories    &lt;br /&gt;Are buried in the past forever &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I fallow the Moskva   &lt;br /&gt;Down to Gorky Park    &lt;br /&gt;Listening to the wind of change &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Take me to the magic of the moment   &lt;br /&gt;On a glory night    &lt;br /&gt;Where the children of tomorrow share their dreams    &lt;br /&gt;With you and me &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Take me to the magic of the moment   &lt;br /&gt;On a glory night    &lt;br /&gt;Where the children of tomorrow dream away    &lt;br /&gt;In the wind of change &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The wind of change blows straight   &lt;br /&gt;Into the face of time    &lt;br /&gt;Like a stormwind that will ring    &lt;br /&gt;The freedom bell for peace of mind    &lt;br /&gt;Let your balalaika sing    &lt;br /&gt;What my guitar wants to say &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Take me to the magic of the moment   &lt;br /&gt;On a glory night    &lt;br /&gt;Where the children of tomorrow share their dreams    &lt;br /&gt;With you and me &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Take me to the magic of the moment   &lt;br /&gt;On a glory night    &lt;br /&gt;Where the children of tomorrow dream away    &lt;br /&gt;In the wind of change &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-7106800952833817334?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/7106800952833817334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=7106800952833817334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/7106800952833817334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/7106800952833817334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/11/scorpions-wind-of-change.html' title='Scorpions - Wind of Change'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-4131474445449687486</id><published>2009-10-23T12:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T12:10:00.148+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boston'/><title type='text'>Boston - Peace of Mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OaR2JeqxQDY"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OaR2JeqxQDY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Peace of Mind&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Now if youre feelin kinda low bout the dues youve been paying   &lt;br /&gt;Futures coming much too slow    &lt;br /&gt;And you wanna run but somehow you just keep on stayin    &lt;br /&gt;Cant decide on which way to go    &lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah, yeah &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I understand about indecision   &lt;br /&gt;But I dont care if I get behind    &lt;br /&gt;People livin in competition    &lt;br /&gt;All I want is to have my peace of mind. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Now youre climbin to the top of the company ladder   &lt;br /&gt;Hope it doesnt take too long    &lt;br /&gt;Cantcha you see therell come a day when it wont matter    &lt;br /&gt;Come a day when youll be gone &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I understand about indecision   &lt;br /&gt;But I dont care if I get behind    &lt;br /&gt;People li vin in competition    &lt;br /&gt;All I want is to have my peace of mind. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Take a look ahead, take a look ahead, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah... &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Now everybodys got advice they just keep on givin   &lt;br /&gt;Doesnt mean too much to me    &lt;br /&gt;Lots of people out to make-believe theyre livin    &lt;br /&gt;Cant decide who they should be. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I understand about indecision   &lt;br /&gt;But I dont care if I get behind    &lt;br /&gt;People li vin in competition    &lt;br /&gt;All I want is to have my peace of mind. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Take a look ahead, take a look ahead. look ahead.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-4131474445449687486?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/4131474445449687486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=4131474445449687486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/4131474445449687486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/4131474445449687486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/10/boston-peace-of-mind.html' title='Boston - Peace of Mind'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-3135217602893446334</id><published>2009-10-23T11:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T11:38:38.328+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boston'/><title type='text'>Boston - Don't Look Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KiOqHLVxZvA"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KiOqHLVxZvA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't Look Back&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Dont look back   &lt;br /&gt;A new day is breakin    &lt;br /&gt;Its been too long since I felt this way    &lt;br /&gt;I dont mind where I get taken    &lt;br /&gt;The road is callin    &lt;br /&gt;Today is the day &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I can see   &lt;br /&gt;It took so long to realize    &lt;br /&gt;Im much too strong    &lt;br /&gt;Not to comprimise    &lt;br /&gt;Now I see what I am is holding me down    &lt;br /&gt;Ill turn it around &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I finally see the dawn arrivin   &lt;br /&gt;I see beyond the road Im drivin    &lt;br /&gt;Far away and left behind &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Its a new horizon and Im awakin now   &lt;br /&gt;Oh I see myself in a brand new way    &lt;br /&gt;The sun is shinin    &lt;br /&gt;The clouds are breakin    &lt;br /&gt;canse I cant lose now, theres no game to play &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I can tell   &lt;br /&gt;Theres no more time left to criticize    &lt;br /&gt;Ive seen what I could not recognize    &lt;br /&gt;Everthing in my life was leading me on    &lt;br /&gt;But I can be strong &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I finally see the dawn arrivin   &lt;br /&gt;I see beyond the road Im drivin    &lt;br /&gt;Far away and left behind&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-3135217602893446334?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/3135217602893446334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=3135217602893446334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/3135217602893446334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/3135217602893446334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/10/boston-don-look-back.html' title='Boston - Don&amp;#39;t Look Back'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-6560644527222377563</id><published>2009-10-23T11:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T11:25:49.453+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boston'/><title type='text'>Boston - More Than A Feeling</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SSR6ZzjDZ94"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SSR6ZzjDZ94&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;More than a feeling&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I looked out this morning and the sun was gone    &lt;br /&gt;Turned on some music to start my day     &lt;br /&gt;I lost myself in a familiar song     &lt;br /&gt;I closed my eyes and I slipped away &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Its more than a feeling, when I hear that old song they used to play (more than a feeling)    &lt;br /&gt;I begin dreaming (more than a feeling)     &lt;br /&gt;till I see marianne walk away     &lt;br /&gt;I see my marianne walkin away &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So many people have come and gone    &lt;br /&gt;Their faces fade as the years go by     &lt;br /&gt;Yet I still recall as I wander on     &lt;br /&gt;As clear as the sun in the summer sky &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Its more than a feeling, when I hear that old song they used to play (more than a feeling)    &lt;br /&gt;I begin dreaming (more than a feeling)     &lt;br /&gt;till I see marianne walk away     &lt;br /&gt;I see my marianne walkin away &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;When Im tired and thinking cold    &lt;br /&gt;I hide in my music, forget the day     &lt;br /&gt;And dream of a girl I used to know     &lt;br /&gt;I closed my eyes and she slipped away     &lt;br /&gt;She slipped awa y. she slipped away. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Its more than a feeling, when I hear that old song they used to play (more than a feeling)    &lt;br /&gt;I begin dreaming (more than a feeling)     &lt;br /&gt;till I see marianne walk away     &lt;br /&gt;I see my marianne walkin away&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-6560644527222377563?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/6560644527222377563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=6560644527222377563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/6560644527222377563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/6560644527222377563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/10/boston-more-than-feeling.html' title='Boston - More Than A Feeling'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-3120588014831658349</id><published>2009-09-22T21:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T21:47:34.308+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ironmaiden'/><title type='text'>Iron Maiden - Rainmaker</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ff2BIyanmmQ"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ff2BIyanmmQ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rainmaker&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;When I was wandering in the desert and was searching for the truth .    &lt;br /&gt;I heard a choir of angels calling out my name.     &lt;br /&gt;I had the feeling that my life would never be the same again     &lt;br /&gt;I turned my face towards the barren sun. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And I know, of the pain, that you feel the same as me.    &lt;br /&gt;And I dream, of the rain, as it falls upon the leaves.     &lt;br /&gt;And the cracks, in our lives, like a cracks upon the ground.     &lt;br /&gt;They are sealed, and are now, washed away. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;You tell me we can start the rain.    &lt;br /&gt;You tell me that we all can change.     &lt;br /&gt;You tell me we can find something to wash the tears away.     &lt;br /&gt;You tell me we can start the rain.     &lt;br /&gt;You tell me that we all can change.     &lt;br /&gt;You tell me we can find something to wash the tears. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And I know, of the pain, that you feel the same as me.    &lt;br /&gt;And I dream, of the rain, as it falls upon the leaves.     &lt;br /&gt;And the cracks, in the ground, like the cracks are in our lives.     &lt;br /&gt;They are sealed, and are now, far away. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;You tell me we can start the rain.    &lt;br /&gt;You tell me that we all can change.     &lt;br /&gt;You tell me we can find something to wash the tears away.     &lt;br /&gt;You tell me we can start the rain.     &lt;br /&gt;You tell me that we all can change.     &lt;br /&gt;You tell me we can find something to wash the tears. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;You tell me we can start the rain.    &lt;br /&gt;You tell me that we all can change.     &lt;br /&gt;You tell me we can find something to wash the tears away.     &lt;br /&gt;You tell me we can start the rain.     &lt;br /&gt;You tell me that we all can change.     &lt;br /&gt;You tell me we can find something to wash the tears. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And I know, of the pain, that you feel the same as me.    &lt;br /&gt;And I dream, of the rain, as it falls upon the leaves.     &lt;br /&gt;And the cracks, in the ground, like the cracks are in our lives.     &lt;br /&gt;They are sealed, and are now, far away.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-3120588014831658349?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/3120588014831658349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=3120588014831658349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/3120588014831658349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/3120588014831658349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/09/iron-maiden-rainmaker.html' title='Iron Maiden - Rainmaker'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-4359326711320522957</id><published>2009-09-16T10:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T10:02:57.090+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='queensryche'/><title type='text'>Queensryche - Resistance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jbNGP91qlUo"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jbNGP91qlUo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Resistance&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Protests in New York&lt;br /&gt;Listen to the call of the wild&lt;br /&gt;Brother, sisters carrying signs&lt;br /&gt;Breathe deep before it's too late&lt;br /&gt;The sky is falling burning your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Down in New Orleans&lt;br /&gt;River's boiling, nothing living, nothing to eat&lt;br /&gt;Thank the Lord, Daddy's working 8-5&lt;br /&gt;Paying the doctor, baby's got cancer&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;Give and take&lt;br /&gt;Has all we've learned been wrong?&lt;br /&gt;Look around at what we've been given&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we've taken too long&lt;br /&gt;Resistance-shouts the man on the right&lt;br /&gt;Can't solve the problem overnight&lt;br /&gt;Ristance-listen to the call of the wild&lt;br /&gt;Burning coal&lt;br /&gt;Got to keep the company warm as the rain keeps killing the trees&lt;br /&gt;Cut 'em down quick&lt;br /&gt;Pay the man his wage, he's making paper&lt;br /&gt;To fuel the "information age"&lt;br /&gt;Out in the Midwest, hear the roar of the plough&lt;br /&gt;Turning grassland into sand&lt;br /&gt;got to feed the people more everyday&lt;br /&gt;But the wind keeps blowing the land away&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;Resistance-liberal opposition crying violation&lt;br /&gt;Stop the madness&lt;br /&gt;Resistance-through the din, one voice we should hear&lt;br /&gt;Resistance-listen to the call of the wild&lt;br /&gt;There's no easy solution&lt;br /&gt;The price is high, and it's time to pay&lt;br /&gt;Turn of the century vision, focused on a better way&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-4359326711320522957?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/4359326711320522957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=4359326711320522957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/4359326711320522957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/4359326711320522957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/09/queensryche-resistance.html' title='Queensryche - Resistance'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-3788823586164767460</id><published>2009-08-12T10:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T10:23:38.760+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mrchildren'/><title type='text'>Mr. Children - やわらかい風</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vlog.xuite.net/_pub/play.php?media_id=aHhzaUtPLTIxMTY4OTkuZmx2"&gt;http://vlog.xuite.net/_pub/play.php?media_id=aHhzaUtPLTIxMTY4OTkuZmx2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;溫柔的風&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;每當溫柔的風吹拂而過 我就會輕輕閉上雙眼   &lt;br /&gt;妳現在過得還好嗎?    &lt;br /&gt;心裡想的就是那樣的事情啊 &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;追著妳的自行車後面慢慢地跑著   &lt;br /&gt;奔馳過來的散步道上 那時候是那樣地開心 &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;曾經那樣開懷地一起歡笑 就算彼此之間已沒有言語   &lt;br /&gt;如今妳是否忙碌地生活著?    &lt;br /&gt;有沒有時常感冒呢? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;在妳心裡的傷悲 孤寂 和焦慮   &lt;br /&gt;我甚麼都不曾幫上妳的忙 真是令人遺憾啊 &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;變得更成熟 懂得更溫柔   &lt;br /&gt;如果那樣的我就能拯救妳全部的一切吧 &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;雖然每個人都說這是個艱困辛苦的時代   &lt;br /&gt;但正因為曾經與妳一起走過 才讓我得到力量活到如今吧 &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;不管開始還是結束 總是不知怎麼清楚表達自己   &lt;br /&gt;思緒的轉換仍舊和以前一樣地笨拙著啊 &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;曾經那樣開懷地一起歡笑 要是現在也能那樣就太好了啊   &lt;br /&gt;妳現在是否過著忙碌的生活?    &lt;br /&gt;有沒有遇到邂逅的某人呢? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;每當溫柔的風吹拂而過   &lt;br /&gt;再次輕閉上雙眼    &lt;br /&gt;你現在過得還好嗎?    &lt;br /&gt;妳裡想的就是那樣啊    &lt;br /&gt;每當溫柔的風吹拂而過…    &lt;br /&gt;每當溫柔的風吹拂而過…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-3788823586164767460?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/3788823586164767460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=3788823586164767460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/3788823586164767460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/3788823586164767460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/08/mr-children.html' title='Mr. Children - やわらかい風'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-7151595475844601642</id><published>2009-07-13T10:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T10:47:26.594+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bankband'/><title type='text'>Bank Band - 糸</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gg07ttk4y78"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gg07ttk4y78&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;糸&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我們 都不明白 為什麼轉個圈回來後又再遇上&lt;br /&gt;我們 在什麼時候都不會知道 在什麼時候轉個圈回來後會再遇上&lt;br /&gt;在哪裡存在過 在哪裡生活過 是兩個在遙遠的天空下的故事&lt;br /&gt;直的繩子是你 橫的繩子是我&lt;br /&gt;編織出來的布 無論在什麼時候 在什麼人的心中&lt;br /&gt;也許都會覺得溫暖&lt;br /&gt;為什麼生存著 迷失日子裡的足跡 就像倒刺一般&lt;br /&gt;為了夢想而奔走 那種日子的痕跡 就像倒刺一樣&lt;br /&gt;即使心不容許 這樣的繩子都已經變成了些什麼 在風中搖曳著&lt;br /&gt;直的繩子是你 橫的繩子是我&lt;br /&gt;編織出來的布 無論在什麼時候 在什麼人的心中&lt;br /&gt;也許都能夠保護著悲傷&lt;br /&gt;直的繩子是你 橫的繩子是我&lt;br /&gt;相遇上的繩子 相遇上的事情&lt;br /&gt;人們 在呼喚著幸福&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-7151595475844601642?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/7151595475844601642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=7151595475844601642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/7151595475844601642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/7151595475844601642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/07/bank-band.html' title='Bank Band - 糸'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-3949162155248396646</id><published>2009-06-19T10:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T10:00:48.249+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gunsnroses'/><title type='text'>Guns 'N Roses - Chinese Democracy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vtVE2bO7Zxk"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vtVE2bO7Zxk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chinese Democracy&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It don't really matter   &lt;br /&gt;Gonna find out for yourself    &lt;br /&gt;No, it don't really matter    &lt;br /&gt;Gonna leave this thing to    &lt;br /&gt;Somebody else    &lt;br /&gt;If they were missionaries    &lt;br /&gt;Real time visionaries    &lt;br /&gt;Sitting in a Chinese stew    &lt;br /&gt;To view my dis-infatu-ation &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I know that I'm a classic case   &lt;br /&gt;Watch my disenchanted face    &lt;br /&gt;Blame it on a Falun Gong    &lt;br /&gt;They've seen the end and you can't hold on, now &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Cause it would take a lot more hate than you   &lt;br /&gt;To end the fascination    &lt;br /&gt;Even with your iron fist    &lt;br /&gt;All they got to rule a nation &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;When all I got   &lt;br /&gt;is precious time &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It don't really matter   &lt;br /&gt;Guess I'll keep to myself    &lt;br /&gt;No, it don't really matter    &lt;br /&gt;This time I'll look around for    &lt;br /&gt;somebody else &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;'Cause it would take a lot more time than you   &lt;br /&gt;Have got for masturbation    &lt;br /&gt;Even with your iron fist    &lt;br /&gt;All they got to rule a nation    &lt;br /&gt;when all we got    &lt;br /&gt;is precious time    &lt;br /&gt;All they got to fool a nation    &lt;br /&gt;but all I got    &lt;br /&gt;is precious time &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It don't really matter   &lt;br /&gt;I guess you'll find out for youself    &lt;br /&gt;No, it don't really matter    &lt;br /&gt;So you can hear it now from    &lt;br /&gt;somebody else &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;You think you've got it all locked up inside   &lt;br /&gt;And if you beat 'em enough they'll die &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It's like a walk in the park from a cell   &lt;br /&gt;And now you're keeping your own kind in hell    &lt;br /&gt;When your great wall rocks blame yourself    &lt;br /&gt;While their arms reach up for your help    &lt;br /&gt;And you're out of time&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-3949162155248396646?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/3949162155248396646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=3949162155248396646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/3949162155248396646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/3949162155248396646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/06/guns-roses-chinese-democracy.html' title='Guns &amp;#39;N Roses - Chinese Democracy'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-8607649051186552755</id><published>2009-06-03T13:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T13:53:44.670+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joesatriani'/><title type='text'>Joe Satriani - If I Could Fly</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CMcjXo8ZuqE&amp;hl=en&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/CMcjXo8ZuqE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-8607649051186552755?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/8607649051186552755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=8607649051186552755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/8607649051186552755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/8607649051186552755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/06/joe-satriani-if-i-could-fly.html' title='Joe Satriani - If I Could Fly'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-809132554602494396</id><published>2009-05-30T07:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T07:45:40.572+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='johnpetrucci'/><title type='text'>John Petrucci - Wishful Thinking</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bXh-cBOOBiI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bXh-cBOOBiI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-809132554602494396?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/809132554602494396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=809132554602494396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/809132554602494396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/809132554602494396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/05/john-petrucci-wishful-thinking.html' title='John Petrucci - Wishful Thinking'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-8650237361881938470</id><published>2009-05-02T21:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T21:20:50.356+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ozzyosbourne'/><title type='text'>Ozzy Osbourne - Goodbye to Romance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=86fng8-Vqi8"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=86fng8-Vqi8&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Goodbye to Romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday has been and gone&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will I find the sun or will it rain&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's having fun except me I'm the lonely one&lt;br /&gt;I live in shame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said goodbye to romance, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye to friends... I tell you&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye to all the past&lt;br /&gt;I guess that we'll meet, we'll meet in the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been the king, I've been the clown&lt;br /&gt;No broken wings can't hold me down&lt;br /&gt;I'm free again&lt;br /&gt;The jester with a broken crown&lt;br /&gt;It won't be me this time around to love in vain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said goodbye to romance, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye to friends... I tell you&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye to all the past&lt;br /&gt;I guess that we'll meet, we'll meet in the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I feel the time is right although I know&lt;br /&gt;That you just might say to me&lt;br /&gt;What ya gonna do&lt;br /&gt;What ya gonna do&lt;br /&gt;But I have to take this chance&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye to friends and true romance&lt;br /&gt;And to all of you&lt;br /&gt;And to all of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said goodbye to romance, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye to friends... I tell you&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye to all the past&lt;br /&gt;I guess that we'll meet, we'll meet in the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the weather's lookin fine and I think the sun will shine again&lt;br /&gt;And I feel I've cleared my mind all the past is left behind again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said goodbye to romance, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye to friends... I tell you&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye to all the past&lt;br /&gt;I guess that we'll meet, we'll meet in the end&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-8650237361881938470?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/8650237361881938470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=8650237361881938470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/8650237361881938470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/8650237361881938470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/05/ozzy-osbourne-goodbye-to-romance.html' title='Ozzy Osbourne - Goodbye to Romance'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-4707436208680899284</id><published>2009-05-02T21:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T07:30:51.315+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ozzyosbourne'/><title type='text'>Ozzy Osbourne - Dreamer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dreamer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gazing through the window at the world outside&lt;br /&gt;Wondering if mother earth will survive&lt;br /&gt;Hoping that mankind will stop abusing her, sometime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all theres just the two of us&lt;br /&gt;And here we are still fighting for our lives&lt;br /&gt;Watching all of history repeat itself, time after time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im just a dreamer, I dream my life away&lt;br /&gt;Im just a dreamer, who dreams of better days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watch the sun go down like everyone of us&lt;br /&gt;Im hoping that the dawn will bring a sign&lt;br /&gt;A better place for those who will come after us this time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im just a dreamer, I dream my life away, oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;Im just a dreamer, who dreams of better days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your higher power may be God or jesus christ&lt;br /&gt;It doesnt really matter much to me&lt;br /&gt;Without each others help there aint no hope for us&lt;br /&gt;Im living in a dream, a fantasy&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only we could just find serenity&lt;br /&gt;It would be nice if we could live as one&lt;br /&gt;When will all this anger, hate and bigotry be gone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im just a dreamer, I dream my life away, today&lt;br /&gt;Im just a dreamer, who dreams of better days, ok&lt;br /&gt;Im just a dreamer, whos searching for the way, today&lt;br /&gt;Im just a dreamer, dreaming my life away&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, yeah, yeah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-4707436208680899284?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/4707436208680899284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=4707436208680899284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/4707436208680899284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/4707436208680899284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/05/ozzy-osbourne-dreamer.html' title='Ozzy Osbourne - Dreamer'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-7386014532852614177</id><published>2009-04-26T09:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T09:36:05.947+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lynyrdskynyrd'/><title type='text'>Lynyrd Skynyrd - Sweet Home Alabama</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RHsDa9_HSlA"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RHsDa9_HSlA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sweet Home Alabama&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Big wheels keep on turning    &lt;br /&gt;Carry me home to see my kin     &lt;br /&gt;Singing songs about the Southland     &lt;br /&gt;I miss Alabama once again     &lt;br /&gt;And I think its a sin, yes &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Well I heard mister Young sing about her    &lt;br /&gt;Well, I heard ole Neil put her down     &lt;br /&gt;Well, I hope Neil Young will remember     &lt;br /&gt;A Southern man don't need him around anyhow &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Sweet home Alabama    &lt;br /&gt;Where the skies are so blue     &lt;br /&gt;Sweet Home Alabama     &lt;br /&gt;Lord, I'm coming home to you &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;In Birmingham they love the governor    &lt;br /&gt;Now we all did what we could do     &lt;br /&gt;Now Watergate does not bother me     &lt;br /&gt;Does your conscience bother you?     &lt;br /&gt;Tell the truth &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Sweet home Alabama    &lt;br /&gt;Where the skies are so blue     &lt;br /&gt;Sweet Home Alabama     &lt;br /&gt;Lord, I'm coming home to you     &lt;br /&gt;Here I come Alabama &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Now Muscle Shoals has got the Swampers    &lt;br /&gt;And they've been known to pick a song or two     &lt;br /&gt;Lord they get me off so much     &lt;br /&gt;They pick me up when I'm feeling blue     &lt;br /&gt;Now how about you? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Sweet home Alabama    &lt;br /&gt;Where the skies are so blue     &lt;br /&gt;Sweet Home Alabama     &lt;br /&gt;Lord, I'm coming home to you &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Sweet home Alabama    &lt;br /&gt;Oh sweet home baby     &lt;br /&gt;Where the skies are so blue     &lt;br /&gt;And the governor's true     &lt;br /&gt;Sweet Home Alabama     &lt;br /&gt;Lordy     &lt;br /&gt;Lord, I'm coming home to you     &lt;br /&gt;Yea, yea Montgomery's got the answer &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-7386014532852614177?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/7386014532852614177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=7386014532852614177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/7386014532852614177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/7386014532852614177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/04/lynyrd-skynyrd-sweet-home-alabama.html' title='Lynyrd Skynyrd - Sweet Home Alabama'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-8156215680668762009</id><published>2009-04-25T22:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T22:40:48.079+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ozzyosbourne'/><title type='text'>Ozzy Osbourne - Mr. Crowley</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XSnj8X1zAZI"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XSnj8X1zAZI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mr. Crowley&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Mr. Crowley, what went down in your head   &lt;br /&gt;(Oh) Mr. Crowley, did you talk to the dead    &lt;br /&gt;Your lifestyle to me seemed so tragic    &lt;br /&gt;With the thrill of it all    &lt;br /&gt;You fooled all those people with magic    &lt;br /&gt;(Yeah)You waited on Satan's call &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Mr. Charming, did you think you were pure   &lt;br /&gt;Mr. Alarming, in nocturnal rapport    &lt;br /&gt;Uncovering things that were sacred, manifest on this earth    &lt;br /&gt;(Oh)Conceived in the eye of a secret    &lt;br /&gt;Yeah, they scattered the afterbirth &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;(Solo) &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Mr. Crowley, won't you ride my white horse?   &lt;br /&gt;Mr. Crowley, it's symbolic of course    &lt;br /&gt;Approaching a time that is classic    &lt;br /&gt;I hear that maidens call    &lt;br /&gt;Approaching a time that is drastic    &lt;br /&gt;Standing with their backs to the wall &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;(Solo) &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Was it polemically sent?   &lt;br /&gt;I wanna know what you meant    &lt;br /&gt;I wanna know    &lt;br /&gt;I wanna know what you meant, yeah! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;(Solo)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-8156215680668762009?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/8156215680668762009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=8156215680668762009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/8156215680668762009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/8156215680668762009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/04/ozzy-osbourne-mr-crowley.html' title='Ozzy Osbourne - Mr. Crowley'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-8651957945410457186</id><published>2009-04-22T06:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T06:55:42.850+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nealschon'/><title type='text'>Neal Schon - Caruso</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tCYcPfKuZdM&amp;hl=en&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/tCYcPfKuZdM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-8651957945410457186?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/8651957945410457186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=8651957945410457186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/8651957945410457186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/8651957945410457186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/04/neal-schon-caruso.html' title='Neal Schon - Caruso'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-8106240080615208339</id><published>2009-04-21T11:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T11:11:27.751+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pinkfloyd'/><title type='text'>Pink Floyd - Comfortably Numb</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tkJNyQfAprY"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tkJNyQfAprY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Comfortably Numb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello.&lt;br /&gt;Is there anybody in there?&lt;br /&gt;Just nod if you can hear me.&lt;br /&gt;Is there anyone home?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on, now.&lt;br /&gt;I hear youre feeling down.&lt;br /&gt;Well I can ease your pain,&lt;br /&gt;Get you on your feet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relax.&lt;br /&gt;I need some information first.&lt;br /&gt;Just the basic facts:&lt;br /&gt;Can you show me where it hurts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no pain, you are receding.&lt;br /&gt;A distant ships smoke on the horizon.&lt;br /&gt;You are only coming through in waves.&lt;br /&gt;Your lips move but I cant hear what youre sayin.&lt;br /&gt;When I was a child I had a fever.&lt;br /&gt;My hands felt just like two balloons.&lt;br /&gt;Now I got that feeling once again.&lt;br /&gt;I cant explain, you would not understand.&lt;br /&gt;This is not how I am.&lt;br /&gt;I have become comfortably numb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.&lt;br /&gt;Just a little pinprick. [ping]&lt;br /&gt;Therell be no more --aaaaaahhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;But you may feel a little sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you stand up?&lt;br /&gt;I do believe its working. good.&lt;br /&gt;Thatll keep you going for the show.&lt;br /&gt;Come on its time to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no pain, you are receding.&lt;br /&gt;A distant ships smoke on the horizon.&lt;br /&gt;You are only coming through in waves.&lt;br /&gt;Your lips move but I cant hear what youre sayin.&lt;br /&gt;When I was a child I caught a fleeting glimpse,&lt;br /&gt;Out of the corner of my eye.&lt;br /&gt;I turned to look but it was gone.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot put my finger on it now.&lt;br /&gt;The child is grown, the dream is gone.&lt;br /&gt;I have become comfortably numb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-8106240080615208339?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/8106240080615208339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=8106240080615208339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/8106240080615208339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/8106240080615208339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/04/pink-floyd-comfortably-numb.html' title='Pink Floyd - Comfortably Numb'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-4411572418041599363</id><published>2009-04-21T02:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T02:08:01.989+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thecult'/><title type='text'>The Cult - She Sells Sanctuary</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width: 300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/Fw5t8fg5py/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/Fw5t8fg5py/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 1px; background-color: rgb(230, 230, 230);"&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 4px 4px 0pt 0pt; float: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" style="margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;input name="EmbedSearchBox" type="text"&gt;&lt;input value="Search" style="font-size: 12px;" type="submit"&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top: 3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=0&amp;amp;ek=Fw5t8fg5py" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/152/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=1&amp;amp;ek=Fw5t8fg5py" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/153/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=2&amp;amp;ek=Fw5t8fg5py" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/154/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=3&amp;amp;ek=Fw5t8fg5py" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/155/10/Fw5t8fg5py/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/jukeboxmusic32/music/xiidjEBV/the-cult-she-sells-sanctuary-long-version/"&gt;She Sells Sanctuary (Long Version) - The Cult&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She Sells Sanctuary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the heads that turn&lt;br /&gt;Make my back burn&lt;br /&gt;And the heads that turn...&lt;br /&gt;Make my back, make my back burn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sparkle in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Keeps me alive&lt;br /&gt;And the sparkle in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Keeps me alive, keeps me alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world&lt;br /&gt;And the world turns around&lt;br /&gt;The world and the world, yeah&lt;br /&gt;The world drags me down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the heads that turn&lt;br /&gt;Make my back burn&lt;br /&gt;And the heads that turn&lt;br /&gt;Make my back, make my back burn, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah-hey...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fire in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Keeps me alive&lt;br /&gt;And the fire in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Keeps me alive&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure in her you'll find&lt;br /&gt;The sanctuary&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure in her you'll find&lt;br /&gt;The sanctuary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the world&lt;br /&gt;The world turns around&lt;br /&gt;And the world and the world&lt;br /&gt;The world drags me down&lt;br /&gt;And the world and the world and the world&lt;br /&gt;The world turns around&lt;br /&gt;And the world and the world and the world and the world&lt;br /&gt;The world drags me down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey-yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the world&lt;br /&gt;And the world turns around&lt;br /&gt;And the world and the world&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, the world drags me down&lt;br /&gt;And the world&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, the world turns around&lt;br /&gt;And the world and the world&lt;br /&gt;The world drags me down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sanctuary&lt;br /&gt;Sanctuary&lt;br /&gt;Sanctuary&lt;br /&gt;Sanctuary&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-4411572418041599363?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/4411572418041599363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=4411572418041599363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/4411572418041599363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/4411572418041599363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/04/cult-she-sells-sanctuary.html' title='The Cult - She Sells Sanctuary'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-1325411606006745051</id><published>2009-04-19T20:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T20:33:22.402+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mrchildren'/><title type='text'>Mr. Children - Hanabi</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kJX17gL62V0"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kJX17gL62V0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;花火&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;究竟有多少的價值呢    &lt;br /&gt;在我如今活著的這個世界裡     &lt;br /&gt;所有的一切看來都像似毫無意義般地     &lt;br /&gt;已經感到有一點疲倦了吧 &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;把到手的東西 拿去換成別的東西    &lt;br /&gt;就像捨棄了好幾個閃耀的光芒     &lt;br /&gt;被迫要一個一個去擔心著般地     &lt;br /&gt;是這樣不和平的一個世界 &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;究竟要去描繪甚麼樣的裡想才好呢    &lt;br /&gt;到底要朝著實現甚麼樣的希望向前呢     &lt;br /&gt;連回答都不想 那樣的自疑自問 被埋葬在日常生活裡 &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;如果你在的話會和我說甚麼呢    &lt;br /&gt;妳會取笑著我的悲觀吧     &lt;br /&gt;但要是能夠因為你那溫柔的笑容     &lt;br /&gt;把我心裡面的憂鬱給一掃而去那就好了... &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;決不可能抓得住    &lt;br /&gt;就算是像煙火般的光芒     &lt;br /&gt;再一次地再一次地 再一次地再一次地     &lt;br /&gt;我也想要伸出那隻手     &lt;br /&gt;無論任誰也是懷抱著傷痛     &lt;br /&gt;但仍祈願著美好的明天而活     &lt;br /&gt;被相互猜忌懷疑的陣風吹襲     &lt;br /&gt;而掀起風浪的這世界裡     &lt;br /&gt;究竟還能怎樣地去愛呢? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;想得太多無法把話說出口    &lt;br /&gt;討厭這樣沒用的自己     &lt;br /&gt;但另一面卻可以高明地去面對     &lt;br /&gt;讓我更加地感到厭惡 &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;不管是在歡笑或是淚水中度過    &lt;br /&gt;時間還是一樣不分你我地走     &lt;br /&gt;但未來正在呼喚著我們     &lt;br /&gt;現在的你也聽得到那聲音嗎? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;有一天分離會迎面而來    &lt;br /&gt;就算在一開始時就知道     &lt;br /&gt;也想再一次地再一次地 再一次地再一次地     &lt;br /&gt;無論多少次也想要見到你     &lt;br /&gt;原來和你的相遇邂逅     &lt;br /&gt;會讓這世界看起來如此的美麗     &lt;br /&gt;就連想像也不曾有過     &lt;br /&gt;你會想要取笑我這樣的單純嗎?     &lt;br /&gt;其實是打從心裡想對你說聲謝謝啊 &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;不會阻塞般地 搖晃流動著    &lt;br /&gt;就像是清新透徹的水流過般     &lt;br /&gt;要是能保持這樣的一顆心就好了 &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;就連想要見面時的心情    &lt;br /&gt;還有感到寂寞時的心情     &lt;br /&gt;再一次地再一次地 再一次地再一次地     &lt;br /&gt;想要深深地烙印在你的心底     &lt;br /&gt;任誰心中也懷抱著疑問     &lt;br /&gt;無論任誰也是懷抱著傷痛     &lt;br /&gt;但仍祈願著美好的明天而活     &lt;br /&gt;被相互猜忌懷疑的陣風吹襲     &lt;br /&gt;而掀起風浪的這世界裡     &lt;br /&gt;究竟還能怎樣地去愛呢?     &lt;br /&gt;再一次地再一次地 再一次地再一次地     &lt;br /&gt;再一次地再一次地 再一次地再一次地&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-1325411606006745051?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/1325411606006745051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=1325411606006745051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/1325411606006745051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/1325411606006745051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/04/mr-children-hanabi.html' title='Mr. Children - Hanabi'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-3689409335000662228</id><published>2009-03-30T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T00:08:45.058+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pinkfloyd'/><title type='text'>Pink Floyd - The Final Cut</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-wzwF3upH-A"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-wzwF3upH-A&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Final Cut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the fish-eyed lens of tear stained eyes&lt;br /&gt;I can barely define the shape of this&lt;br /&gt;moment in time&lt;br /&gt;And far from flying high in clear blue skies&lt;br /&gt;I'm spiraling down to the hole in the ground where I hide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you negotiate the minefield in the drive&lt;br /&gt;And beat the dogs and cheat the cold electronic eyes&lt;br /&gt;And if you make it past the shotgun in the hall,&lt;br /&gt;Dial the combination, open the priesthole&lt;br /&gt;And if I'm in I'll tell you what's behind the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a kid who had a big hallucination&lt;br /&gt;Making love to girls in magazines.&lt;br /&gt;He wonders if you're sleeping with your new found faith.&lt;br /&gt;Could anybody love him&lt;br /&gt;Or is it just a crazy dream?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if I show you my dark side&lt;br /&gt;Will you still hold me tonight?&lt;br /&gt;And if I open my heart to you&lt;br /&gt;And show you my weak side&lt;br /&gt;What would you do?&lt;br /&gt;Would you sell your story to Rolling Stone?&lt;br /&gt;Would you take the children away&lt;br /&gt;And leave me alone?&lt;br /&gt;And smile in reassurance&lt;br /&gt;As you whisper down the phone?&lt;br /&gt;Would you send me packing?&lt;br /&gt;Or would you take me home?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought I oughta bare my naked feelings,&lt;br /&gt;Thought I oughta tear the curtain down.&lt;br /&gt;I held the blade in trembling hands&lt;br /&gt;Prepared to make it but just then the phone rang&lt;br /&gt;I never had the nerve to make the final cut.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-3689409335000662228?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/3689409335000662228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=3689409335000662228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/3689409335000662228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/3689409335000662228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/03/pink-floyd-final-cut.html' title='Pink Floyd - The Final Cut'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-1478098453198146942</id><published>2009-03-29T18:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T18:22:45.728+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keane'/><title type='text'>Keane - Something In Me Was Dying</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rjjoHCsrP40"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rjjoHCsrP40&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Something In Me Was Dying&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Something in me was dying   &lt;br /&gt;And my heart was heavy as stone    &lt;br /&gt;Hard as i was trying    &lt;br /&gt;I never could find, find my way home &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And your voice came out of nowhere   &lt;br /&gt;Be my friend and give me your hand    &lt;br /&gt;Let's take off together    &lt;br /&gt;And then we can live wherever we land &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Something in me was broken   &lt;br /&gt;And my thoughts were bitter and ill    &lt;br /&gt;My world was blown open    &lt;br /&gt;And I couldn’t see and i couldn’t feel    &lt;br /&gt;You said be yourself and think of me    &lt;br /&gt;And you'll know there's nothing to fear    &lt;br /&gt;Let's make plans together    &lt;br /&gt;It's time to move on and get out of here &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Girl i need you   &lt;br /&gt;Don’t know what I would do    &lt;br /&gt;Will you see the story through    &lt;br /&gt;It's a cruel world    &lt;br /&gt;And I need somewhere to hide    &lt;br /&gt;But time goes by    &lt;br /&gt;And your still on my side &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Something in me was sinking   &lt;br /&gt;Cause my heart was heavy as stone    &lt;br /&gt;I gave up with thinking    &lt;br /&gt;I never would find, find my way home    &lt;br /&gt;And your voice came out of nowhere    &lt;br /&gt;Be my friend and give me your hand    &lt;br /&gt;Let's take off together    &lt;br /&gt;And then we can live wherever we land &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Girl i need you   &lt;br /&gt;Don’t know what i would do    &lt;br /&gt;Will you see the story through    &lt;br /&gt;It's a cruel world    &lt;br /&gt;And i need somewhere to hide    &lt;br /&gt;The time goes by and your still on my side &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Waiting   &lt;br /&gt;Searching    &lt;br /&gt;Turning over    &lt;br /&gt;Running round in circles    &lt;br /&gt;And i've worn myself out    &lt;br /&gt;Hoping that we'll always be together    &lt;br /&gt;yeah we'll always be together    &lt;br /&gt;yeah we'll always be together    &lt;br /&gt;yeah we'll always be together    &lt;br /&gt;yeah we'll always be together    &lt;br /&gt;yeah we'll always be together    &lt;br /&gt;yeah we'll always be together&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-1478098453198146942?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/1478098453198146942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=1478098453198146942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/1478098453198146942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/1478098453198146942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/03/keane-something-in-me-was-dying.html' title='Keane - Something In Me Was Dying'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-2980031096468503103</id><published>2009-03-29T18:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T18:17:27.392+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keane'/><title type='text'>Keane - Can't stop now</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j4wxd1H0ykM"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j4wxd1H0ykM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can't Stop Now&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I noticed tonight that the world has been turning   &lt;br /&gt;While I've been stuck here dithering around    &lt;br /&gt;Well I know I said I'd wait around till you need me    &lt;br /&gt;But I have to go, I hate to let you down    &lt;br /&gt;But I can't stop now    &lt;br /&gt;I've got troubles of my own    &lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm short on time    &lt;br /&gt;I'm lonely    &lt;br /&gt;And I'm too tired to talk &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I noticed tonight that the world has been turning   &lt;br /&gt;While I've been stuck here withering away    &lt;br /&gt;Well I know I said I wouldn't leave you behind    &lt;br /&gt;But I have to go, it breaks my heart to say &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;That I can't stop now   &lt;br /&gt;I've got troubles of my own    &lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm short on time    &lt;br /&gt;I'm lonely    &lt;br /&gt;And I'm too tired to talk &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;No one back home   &lt;br /&gt;I've got troubles of my own    &lt;br /&gt;And I can't slow down    &lt;br /&gt;For no one in town    &lt;br /&gt;And I can't stop now &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And I can't slow down   &lt;br /&gt;For no one in town    &lt;br /&gt;And I can't stop now    &lt;br /&gt;For no one &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The motion keeps my heart running   &lt;br /&gt;The motion keeps my heart running    &lt;br /&gt;The motion keeps my heart running    &lt;br /&gt;The motion keeps my heart running&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-2980031096468503103?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/2980031096468503103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=2980031096468503103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/2980031096468503103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/2980031096468503103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/03/keane-can-stop-now.html' title='Keane - Can&amp;#39;t stop now'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-6299654655660772591</id><published>2009-03-29T18:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T18:09:49.547+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keane'/><title type='text'>Keane - This is the last time</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6et8jaTwmek"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6et8jaTwmek&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This Is The Last Time&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This is the last time    &lt;br /&gt;That I will say these words     &lt;br /&gt;I remember the first time     &lt;br /&gt;The first of many lies     &lt;br /&gt;Sweep it into the corner     &lt;br /&gt;Or hide it under the bed     &lt;br /&gt;Say these things, they go away     &lt;br /&gt;But they never do &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Something I wasn't sure of    &lt;br /&gt;But I was in the middle of     &lt;br /&gt;Something I forget now     &lt;br /&gt;But I've seen too little of &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;(Chorus)    &lt;br /&gt;The last time     &lt;br /&gt;You fall on me for anything you like     &lt;br /&gt;Your one last lie     &lt;br /&gt;You fall on me for anything you like     &lt;br /&gt;And years make everything alright     &lt;br /&gt;You fall on me for anything you like     &lt;br /&gt;And I, no I don't mind &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This is the last time    &lt;br /&gt;That I will show my face     &lt;br /&gt;One last tender lie     &lt;br /&gt;And then I'm out of this place     &lt;br /&gt;Tread it into the carpet     &lt;br /&gt;Or hide it under the stairs     &lt;br /&gt;You say that some things never die     &lt;br /&gt;Well I tried and I tried &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Something I wasn't sure of    &lt;br /&gt;But I was in the middle of     &lt;br /&gt;Something I forget now     &lt;br /&gt;But I've seen too little of &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The last time    &lt;br /&gt;You fall on me for anything you like     &lt;br /&gt;Your one last lie     &lt;br /&gt;You fall on me for anything you like     &lt;br /&gt;And years make everything alright     &lt;br /&gt;You fall on me for anything you like     &lt;br /&gt;And I, no I don't mind &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;(Instrumental Break) &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The last time    &lt;br /&gt;You fall on me for anything you like     &lt;br /&gt;Your one last lie     &lt;br /&gt;You fall on me for anything you like     &lt;br /&gt;And years make everything alright     &lt;br /&gt;You fall on me for anything you like     &lt;br /&gt;And I, no I don't mind&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-6299654655660772591?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/6299654655660772591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=6299654655660772591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/6299654655660772591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/6299654655660772591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/03/keane-this-is-last-time.html' title='Keane - This is the last time'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-6513060340873074926</id><published>2009-03-08T11:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T11:38:06.149+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gunsnroses'/><title type='text'>Guns N' Roses - This I Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uwTkAp-XeDU"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uwTkAp-XeDU&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This I Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I don’t know why&lt;br /&gt;She wouldn’t say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;But then it seems that I&lt;br /&gt;Had seen it in her eyes&lt;br /&gt;And it might not be wise&lt;br /&gt;I’d still have to try&lt;br /&gt;With all the love I have inside&lt;br /&gt;I can’t deny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can’t let it die&lt;br /&gt;Cause her heart’s just like mine&lt;br /&gt;And she holds her pain inside&lt;br /&gt;So if you ask me why&lt;br /&gt;She wouldn’t say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;I know somewhere inside&lt;br /&gt;There is a special light&lt;br /&gt;Still shining bright&lt;br /&gt;And even on the darkest night&lt;br /&gt;She can’t deny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if she’s somewhere near me&lt;br /&gt;I hope to God she hears me&lt;br /&gt;There’s no one else could ever make me feel&lt;br /&gt;I’m so alive&lt;br /&gt;I hoped she’d never leave me&lt;br /&gt;Please God you must believe me&lt;br /&gt;I’ve searched the universe and found myself&lt;br /&gt;Within’ her eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how I try&lt;br /&gt;They say it’s all a lie&lt;br /&gt;So what’s the use of my&lt;br /&gt;Confessions to a crime&lt;br /&gt;Of passions that won’t die&lt;br /&gt;In my heaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if she’s somewhere near me&lt;br /&gt;I hope to God she hears me&lt;br /&gt;There’s no one else could ever make me feel&lt;br /&gt;I’m so alive&lt;br /&gt;I hoped she’d never leave me&lt;br /&gt;Please God you must believe me&lt;br /&gt;I’ve searched the universe and found myself&lt;br /&gt;Within’ her eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guitar Solo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if she’s somewhere near me&lt;br /&gt;I hope to God she hears me&lt;br /&gt;There’s no one else could ever make me feel&lt;br /&gt;I’m so alive&lt;br /&gt;I hoped she’d never leave me&lt;br /&gt;Please God you must believe me&lt;br /&gt;I’ve searched the universe and found myself&lt;br /&gt;Within’ her eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I don’t know why&lt;br /&gt;She wouldn’t say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;It just might be that I&lt;br /&gt;Had seen it in her eyes&lt;br /&gt;And now it seems that I&lt;br /&gt;Gave up my ghost of pride&lt;br /&gt;I’ll never say goodbye aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaeeeeye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-6513060340873074926?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/6513060340873074926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=6513060340873074926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/6513060340873074926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/6513060340873074926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/03/guns-n-roses-this-i-love.html' title='Guns N&apos; Roses - This I Love'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-1762362225782755315</id><published>2009-02-22T15:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T15:56:19.820+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spitz'/><title type='text'>Spitz - スターゲイザー</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=52r59fc6xMw"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=52r59fc6xMw&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;瞭望星星的人&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;遠遠地 遠遠地 但願能直達那道光 &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;獨自一人痛徹心扉的夜 搜索著星星    &lt;br /&gt;明天 若沒有你 我會很傷神 很傷神 &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;一籮筐滿是即將報廢的夢想 鞋子也髒了    &lt;br /&gt;明天 若沒有你 我會很傷神 很傷神 &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;從這條無止境延伸到好遠 好遠的路上    &lt;br /&gt;這份強烈的想望 但願能直達那道光 &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;在我的心底 依舊潛藏著對一切感到不滿的幼稚    &lt;br /&gt;在這個被正確無誤修飾而成的世界上 世界上 &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;巧妙投出僅此一次的魔球 拋向熱情的彼方    &lt;br /&gt;在哭哭笑笑 搞得渾身是泥的連續劇(drama)之後 &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;逐漸明朗化的秘密 似乎有什麼結束了 又再度開始了    &lt;br /&gt;陳腔濫調 巡迴全身 化做羽翼 &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;獨自一人痛徹心扉的夜 搜索著星星    &lt;br /&gt;明天 若沒有你 我會很傷神 很傷神&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-1762362225782755315?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/1762362225782755315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=1762362225782755315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/1762362225782755315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/1762362225782755315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/02/spitz_22.html' title='Spitz - スターゲイザー'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-5032165662638558186</id><published>2009-02-15T15:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T15:28:20.786+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spitz'/><title type='text'>Spitz - ありふれた人生</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-zLwPxlSfNI&amp;amp;feature=rec-HM-fresh+div"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-zLwPxlSfNI&amp;amp;feature=rec-HM-fresh+div&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;普普通通的人生&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;探尋過普普通通的人生 只因不想受傷    &lt;br /&gt;和你共處的時間太短暫 只到下週為止吧 &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;啊 我的心快要枯萎 好想見你    &lt;br /&gt;已經等不及 再也等不下去了     &lt;br /&gt;於是今天又是輾轉難眠 &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;藉著徒勞無功的努力而獲得諒解 現實真可怕哪    &lt;br /&gt;能逃進的是往常的小小房間 忽明忽滅的五顏六色 &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;啊 常常聽得見 那個聲音    &lt;br /&gt;已經等不及 再也等不下去了     &lt;br /&gt;目光追逐著文字 還會再開始的 &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;啊 好想見你 即使在夢中也好想見你    &lt;br /&gt;已經等不及 再也等不下去了     &lt;br /&gt;雖然都了然於心 卻無法改變這一切&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-5032165662638558186?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/5032165662638558186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=5032165662638558186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/5032165662638558186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/5032165662638558186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/02/spitz.html' title='Spitz - ありふれた人生'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-2932257647788002472</id><published>2009-01-19T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T23:00:15.778+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skidrow'/><title type='text'>Skid Row - I remember you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DwH9UiVuh4g"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DwH9UiVuh4g&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I remember you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up to the sound of pouring rain&lt;br /&gt;The wind would whisper and Id think of you&lt;br /&gt;And all the tears you cried, that called my name&lt;br /&gt;And when you needed me I came through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I paint a picture of the days gone by&lt;br /&gt;When love went blind and you would make me see&lt;br /&gt;Id stare a lifetime into your eyes&lt;br /&gt;So that I knew you were there for me&lt;br /&gt;Time after time you were there for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember yesterday - walking hand in hand&lt;br /&gt;Love letters in the sand - I remember you&lt;br /&gt;Through the sleepless nights and every endless day&lt;br /&gt;Id wanna hear you say - I remember you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spend the summer with the top rolled down&lt;br /&gt;Wished ever after would be like this&lt;br /&gt;You said I love you babe, without a sound&lt;br /&gt;I said Id give my life for just one kiss&lt;br /&gt;Id live for your smile and die for your kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember yesterday - walking hand in hand&lt;br /&gt;Love letters in the sand - I remember you&lt;br /&gt;Through the sleepless nights and every endless day&lt;br /&gt;Id wanna hear you say - I remember you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weve had our share of hard times&lt;br /&gt;But thats the price we paid&lt;br /&gt;And through it all we kept the promise that we made&lt;br /&gt;I swear youll never be lonely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up to the sound of pouring rain&lt;br /&gt;Washed away a dream of you&lt;br /&gt;But nothing else could ever take you away&lt;br /&gt;cause youll always be my dream come true&lt;br /&gt;Oh my darling, I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember yesterday - walking hand in hand&lt;br /&gt;Love letters in the sand - I remember you&lt;br /&gt;Through the sleepless nights and every endless day&lt;br /&gt;Id wanna hear you say - I remember you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember yesterday - walking hand in hand&lt;br /&gt;Love letters in the sand - I remember you&lt;br /&gt;Through the sleepless nights and every endless day&lt;br /&gt;Id wanna hear you say - I remember you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-2932257647788002472?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/2932257647788002472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=2932257647788002472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/2932257647788002472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/2932257647788002472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/01/skid-row-i-remember-you.html' title='Skid Row - I remember you'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-5141436466628157943</id><published>2009-01-18T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T21:20:14.868+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='elt'/><title type='text'>Every Little Thing - Good Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RP6LGB5anHY"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RP6LGB5anHY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Good Night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;與你一同度過的歲月　在藍色的天空下　思索、&lt;br /&gt;一個兩個閉上眼睛　屈指細數　愛的時光…&lt;br /&gt;愛上了你的一舉一動　在彼此低語的　風中　認識了愛情&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我所凝視的前方　希望有你的身影&lt;br /&gt;一瞬一瞬的美麗、　無論增添多少年紀&lt;br /&gt;都可以同樣　綻放笑容、&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因為是眼睛看不見的東西　令人時時感覺不安寂寞、&lt;br /&gt;叫人心痛　叫人焦慮　可是、這才是所謂　愛的時光…&lt;br /&gt;讓我看見了許多不同的你　在燦爛光輝的眼前　宣誓愛情&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所以說、　如果、　你說是為了我&lt;br /&gt;而撒下的謊言　對我來說　那就是真的&lt;br /&gt;即使在分開的這段日子裡你一點點的變了　我只盼可以繼續思念你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;船到橋頭自然直　在這樣的想法下&lt;br /&gt;曾經放棄的那些東西、&lt;br /&gt;去持續的相信　那些珍貴的事物　雖然不是很容易　但哪怕只有一點點也好&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我所凝視的前方　希望有你的身影&lt;br /&gt;一瞬一瞬的美麗、　無論增添多少年紀&lt;br /&gt;都可以同樣　綻放笑容、　你和我再次、　對彼此綻放笑容…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-5141436466628157943?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/5141436466628157943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=5141436466628157943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/5141436466628157943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/5141436466628157943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/01/every-little-thing-good-night.html' title='Every Little Thing - Good Night'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-4044729122861191904</id><published>2009-01-18T12:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T12:28:53.805+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spitz'/><title type='text'>Spitz - 魔法のコトバ</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gi9z175C9r4"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gi9z175C9r4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;魔法話語&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;勉強把快暴漲的情思　胡亂藏了起來&lt;br /&gt;今天依舊只是　雙眼遙遙望著遠方&lt;br /&gt;緊擁著　和你一同閒扯過的　那些拉拉雜雜的無聊瑣事&lt;br /&gt;橫豎設法活下去再說&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;魔法的話語　只有我倆才明瞭&lt;br /&gt;在最近這段　根本沒空做夢的忙碌日子裡&lt;br /&gt;只要一想起這句話　就會覺得又想笑又飄飄然&lt;br /&gt;一定會再相逢的喲　就算沒有約定&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;宛如頹圮般倒頭就睡　然後啜泣著醒來&lt;br /&gt;在茫茫人海中　嘟嘟噥噥唱著歌&lt;br /&gt;你現在在做什麼？　好想看看你的笑容啊&lt;br /&gt;（順手將那笑容）高高掄起　隨性往天空拋去&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;魔法的話語　說出來雖然只是短短一句&lt;br /&gt;但據說效果可是　神奇得不得了喔&lt;br /&gt;無人知曉　就算被揭穿也不會因此失色&lt;br /&gt;直到我們能夠彼此分享　故事接下來的發展&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;花很美　刺也美&lt;br /&gt;根也一定很美吧&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;魔法的話語　只有我倆才明瞭&lt;br /&gt;在最近這段　根本沒空做夢的忙碌日子裡&lt;br /&gt;只要一想起這句話　就會覺得又想笑又飄飄然&lt;br /&gt;一定會再相逢的喲　就算沒有約定&lt;br /&gt;會再相逢的　會再相逢的&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-4044729122861191904?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/4044729122861191904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=4044729122861191904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/4044729122861191904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/4044729122861191904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/01/spitz_5898.html' title='Spitz - 魔法のコトバ'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-2834352671279681111</id><published>2009-01-18T10:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T10:54:11.454+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spitz'/><title type='text'>Spitz - 会いに行くよ</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hUmIAF7JvYI"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hUmIAF7JvYI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;要去見你喲&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;淨是無法傳達的想念　慢慢鼓漲起來　遮蔽了太陽&lt;br /&gt;那條你所居住的街　從這窗望向那窗　把看不見的鴿子　全部放走&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;穿上那件也該丟了的　襤褸不堪的襯衫&lt;br /&gt;到外頭去看看吧&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;要去見你喲　可以成為割捨一切的笨蛋　隨心所欲&lt;br /&gt;張開的雙手　抓住了非比尋常的風　&lt;br /&gt;無論什麼樣的夢想　都能實現給你看&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有時和孤獨的雲朵說說話　有時去追追怯懦的貓咪&lt;br /&gt;漫不經心的事　在腦袋中　反倒格外詳盡浮顯出來&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;明日將至囉　彷彿千篇一律的明日將至...&lt;br /&gt;我已經決定了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;要去見你喲　踏上那條開滿紅花的仲夏之路　不再回頭&lt;br /&gt;然後有天　我們會站在同一座山丘認識遠方的世界　&lt;br /&gt;想待在你身旁感受看看&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;要去見你喲　可以成為割捨一切的笨蛋　隨心所欲&lt;br /&gt;張開的雙手　抓住了非比尋常的風&lt;br /&gt;無論什麼樣的夢想　都能實現給你看&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;要去見你喲　要去見你喲&lt;br /&gt;要去見你喲　要去見你喲&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-2834352671279681111?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/2834352671279681111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=2834352671279681111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/2834352671279681111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/2834352671279681111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/01/spitz_18.html' title='Spitz - 会いに行くよ'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-2751076849393872012</id><published>2009-01-18T10:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T10:49:53.485+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spitz'/><title type='text'>Spitz - ルキンフォー</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=udn0Nq0D2mU"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=udn0Nq0D2mU&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;追尋&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那種程度的把戲我才不會上當呢　即便是呆鈍的我&lt;br /&gt;到底也一點一點慢慢學會了唷　故事還沒完呢&lt;br /&gt;揉揉疲憊的雙眼　我望見了&lt;br /&gt;前方有盞長久探尋的燈光&lt;br /&gt;我要去追尋　沿著這條&lt;br /&gt;綿延到天邊的坎坷道路　一直走下去吧&lt;br /&gt;這顆從充滿新奇的時間點　穿越到下個時間點的心&lt;br /&gt;願能與你相連　感覺似乎就要觸及&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;雖然生活中充斥著許多令人感到無力的事　讓人幾近摧折&lt;br /&gt;不過風向也有突然轉變的時候　獨自站起身來&lt;br /&gt;我要邁出這壅塞著回憶而一片狼籍的斗室了&lt;br /&gt;比我曾允諾的還要早一點&lt;br /&gt;我要去追尋　哪怕是世間少有的生存方式也無妨呀&lt;br /&gt;那可是沒人能夠仿傚的生存之道&lt;br /&gt;縱使是在這猶如餘燼的時代　我這顆即將死灰復燃、&lt;br /&gt;脆弱而頑強的心　願能與你相連　感覺似乎快要實現&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我要去追尋　讓我們沿著這條&lt;br /&gt;綿延到天邊的坎坷道路　一直走下去吧&lt;br /&gt;這顆初次穿越過　上個倦怠的時間點到下個時間點的心&lt;br /&gt;願能與你相連　感覺似乎就要觸及&lt;br /&gt;伸長我不靈活的胳臂　感覺似乎就要觸及&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-2751076849393872012?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/2751076849393872012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=2751076849393872012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/2751076849393872012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/2751076849393872012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/01/spitz.html' title='Spitz - ルキンフォー'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-7008785149554886049</id><published>2009-01-09T00:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T00:02:45.327+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beyond'/><title type='text'>Beyond - 情人</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=26UAez5bj3o"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=26UAez5bj3o&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;情人&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也許你想像不到 我有多渴望做到&lt;br /&gt;在我的懷抱 聽你的心跳&lt;br /&gt;從來沒有對你說 我不說你都知道&lt;br /&gt;我對你的好 你都不需要&lt;br /&gt;HA……有一天 我怕你會說&lt;br /&gt;請別再自尋煩惱&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我笑我哭我等待 你不明白&lt;br /&gt;你愛你恨你感慨 我都不在&lt;br /&gt;不痛不癢不在乎 怎樣去愛&lt;br /&gt;不言不語離不開 互相傷害&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;到底我已經不是 想哭就哭的小孩&lt;br /&gt;一點點傷害 應該躲得開&lt;br /&gt;也許我放棄忍耐 時間會過得更快&lt;br /&gt;一個人不快 還不算最壞&lt;br /&gt;HA……我今天 承受的悲哀&lt;br /&gt;你可以置身事外&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;多少情話說不來 多少愛情愛不來&lt;br /&gt;多少情人真的不離開&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-7008785149554886049?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/7008785149554886049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=7008785149554886049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/7008785149554886049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/7008785149554886049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/01/beyond_09.html' title='Beyond - 情人'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-6941939117312546368</id><published>2009-01-08T23:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T23:50:52.949+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beyond'/><title type='text'>Beyond - 想你</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NcxT2GjbW48"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NcxT2GjbW48&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;想你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;又打了一通　沒人接的電話&lt;br /&gt;我像個傻瓜　不願去相信&lt;br /&gt;你還沒有回家&lt;br /&gt;再次走過你　最常去的地方&lt;br /&gt;又一次失望　可能我的心&lt;br /&gt;沒法再去流浪&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我都明白　也許沒結果&lt;br /&gt;請你別怪我　我就是那麼&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想你　彷彿活在夢裡&lt;br /&gt;我恨我自己　卻無法停止&lt;br /&gt;想你　反覆的在心底&lt;br /&gt;可否告訴我　你是否依然&lt;br /&gt;還屬於我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不管是寂寞　不管是脆弱&lt;br /&gt;日子一樣過　只是不確定&lt;br /&gt;什麼叫做承諾&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-6941939117312546368?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/6941939117312546368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=6941939117312546368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/6941939117312546368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/6941939117312546368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/01/beyond.html' title='Beyond - 想你'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-6682409370858331499</id><published>2009-01-06T01:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T01:10:04.151+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gunsnroses'/><title type='text'>Guns n’ Roses - There was a Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://video.yahoo.com/watch/167777/1088812"&gt;http://video.yahoo.com/watch/167777/1088812&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There was a Time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooooooohhhhh&lt;br /&gt;Broken glass and cigarettes,&lt;br /&gt;writing on the wall,&lt;br /&gt;it was a bargain for the summer,&lt;br /&gt;and I thought I had it all.&lt;br /&gt;I was the one who gave you everything,&lt;br /&gt;the one who took the fall,&lt;br /&gt;you were the one who would do anything,&lt;br /&gt;the one who can't recall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where she was while she was sleeping,&lt;br /&gt;in another woman's bed,&lt;br /&gt;or the doctors or the lawyers,&lt;br /&gt;or a stranger that she met.&lt;br /&gt;If there's nothing I can gain from this,&lt;br /&gt;or anything at all,&lt;br /&gt;it'd be the knowledge that ya gave me,&lt;br /&gt;when I thought I'd heard it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a long time for you,&lt;br /&gt;it was a long time for me,&lt;br /&gt;it'd be a long time for anyone,&lt;br /&gt;but looks like it's meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Social class and registers,&lt;br /&gt;cocaine in the hall,&lt;br /&gt;all the way from California,&lt;br /&gt;on the way to your next call&lt;br /&gt;to those non-negotiations,&lt;br /&gt;to simulate a call,&lt;br /&gt;all the bad of learning evils and&lt;br /&gt;your ways around the laws&lt;br /&gt;that keep you UP AND sitting pretty,&lt;br /&gt;on a pedestal of MEN&lt;br /&gt;and now you're sleeping like an angel,&lt;br /&gt;NEAR THE MAN WHO REAPED IT IN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there's something I can make of this,&lt;br /&gt;or anything at all,&lt;br /&gt;it'd be the devil hates a loser and&lt;br /&gt;you thought you had it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a wrong time for you,&lt;br /&gt;it was a wrong time for me,&lt;br /&gt;it was the wrong time for everyone&lt;br /&gt;but looks like I’ve got to see for myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could go back in time to the place&lt;br /&gt;in my soul, there all alone,&lt;br /&gt;lonely tear drops,&lt;br /&gt;ooh, are calling you.&lt;br /&gt;but I don't wanna know it now,&lt;br /&gt;'cause knowing you it won't it change a damn thing.&lt;br /&gt;but there was a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Solo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, there was a time,&lt;br /&gt;didn't wanna know it all,&lt;br /&gt;didn't wanna know it all and&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna know it now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, there was a time,&lt;br /&gt;didn't wanna know it all,&lt;br /&gt;didn't wanna know it all and&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna know it now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Solo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I would do anything for you,&lt;br /&gt;there was a time,&lt;br /&gt;I would do anything for you,&lt;br /&gt;oh, I would do anything for you,&lt;br /&gt;there was a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Solo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a time,&lt;br /&gt;I would do anything for you,&lt;br /&gt;yeah there was a time,&lt;br /&gt;didn't wanna know it all,&lt;br /&gt;didn't wanna know it all,&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna know it now,&lt;br /&gt;didn't wanna know it all,&lt;br /&gt;didn't wanna know it all,&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna know it now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-6682409370858331499?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/6682409370858331499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=6682409370858331499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/6682409370858331499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/6682409370858331499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/01/guns-n-roses-there-was-time.html' title='Guns n’ Roses - There was a Time'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-8512856763325708498</id><published>2008-12-14T22:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T22:05:51.974+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='queensryche'/><title type='text'>Queensryche - Revolution Calling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rJb3Lcvtn4M"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rJb3Lcvtn4M&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Revolution Calling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a price I'd do about anything&lt;br /&gt;Except pull the trigger&lt;br /&gt;For that I'd need a pretty good cause&lt;br /&gt;Then I heard of Dr. X&lt;br /&gt;The man with the cure&lt;br /&gt;Just watch the television&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you'll see there's something going on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got no love for politicians&lt;br /&gt;Or that crazy scene in D.C.&lt;br /&gt;It's just a power mad town&lt;br /&gt;But the time is ripe for changes&lt;br /&gt;There's a growing feeling&lt;br /&gt;That taking a chance on a new kind of vision is due&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to trust the media&lt;br /&gt;To tell me the truth, tell us the truth&lt;br /&gt;But now I've seen the payoffs&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere I look&lt;br /&gt;Who do you trust when everyone's a crook?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revolution calling&lt;br /&gt;Revolution calling&lt;br /&gt;Revolution calling you&lt;br /&gt;[There's a] Revolution calling&lt;br /&gt;Revolution calling&lt;br /&gt;Gotta make a change&lt;br /&gt;Gotta push, gotta push it on through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of all this bullshit&lt;br /&gt;They keep selling me on T.V.&lt;br /&gt;About the communist plan&lt;br /&gt;And all the shady preachers&lt;br /&gt;Begging for my cash&lt;br /&gt;Swiss bank accounts while giving their&lt;br /&gt;Secretaries the slam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're all in Penthouse now&lt;br /&gt;Or Playboy magazine, million dollar stories to tell&lt;br /&gt;I guess Warhol wasn't wrong&lt;br /&gt;Fame fifteen minutes long&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's using everybody, making the sale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to think&lt;br /&gt;That only America's way, way was right&lt;br /&gt;But now the holy dollar rules everybody's lives&lt;br /&gt;Gotta make a million doesn't matter who dies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revolution calling&lt;br /&gt;Revolution calling&lt;br /&gt;Revolution calling you&lt;br /&gt;[There's a] Revolution calling&lt;br /&gt;Revolution calling&lt;br /&gt;Gotta make a change&lt;br /&gt;Gotta push, gotta push it on through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to trust the media&lt;br /&gt;To tell me the truth, tell us the truth&lt;br /&gt;But now I've seen the payoffs&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere I look&lt;br /&gt;Who do you trust when everyone's a crook?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revolution calling&lt;br /&gt;Revolution calling&lt;br /&gt;Revolution calling you&lt;br /&gt;[There's a] Revolution calling&lt;br /&gt;Revolution calling&lt;br /&gt;Gotta make a change&lt;br /&gt;Gotta push, gotta push it on through&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-8512856763325708498?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/8512856763325708498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=8512856763325708498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/8512856763325708498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/8512856763325708498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2008/12/queensryche-revolution-calling.html' title='Queensryche - Revolution Calling'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-6710999499757782220</id><published>2008-11-22T23:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T23:27:44.592+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crowdedhouse'/><title type='text'>Crowded House - Don't dream it's over</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dZZfuCJ970w"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dZZfuCJ970w&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't dream it's over&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;There is freedom within, there is freedom without   &lt;br /&gt;Try to catch the deluge in a paper cup    &lt;br /&gt;Theres a battle ahead, many battles are lost    &lt;br /&gt;But youll never see the end of the road    &lt;br /&gt;While youre travelling with me &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Hey now, hey now   &lt;br /&gt;Dont dream its over    &lt;br /&gt;Hey now, hey now    &lt;br /&gt;When the world comes in    &lt;br /&gt;They come, they come    &lt;br /&gt;To build a wall between us    &lt;br /&gt;We know they wont win &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Now Im towing my car, theres a hole in the roof   &lt;br /&gt;My possessions are causing me suspicion but theres no proof    &lt;br /&gt;In the paper today tales of war and of waste    &lt;br /&gt;But you turn right over to the t.v. page &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Hey now, hey now   &lt;br /&gt;Dont dream its over    &lt;br /&gt;Hey now, hey now    &lt;br /&gt;When the world comes in    &lt;br /&gt;They come, they come    &lt;br /&gt;To build a wall between us    &lt;br /&gt;We know they wont win &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Now Im walking again to the beat of a drum   &lt;br /&gt;And Im counting the steps to the door of your heart    &lt;br /&gt;Only shadows ahead barely clearing the roof    &lt;br /&gt;Get to know the feeling of liberation and relief &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Hey now, hey now   &lt;br /&gt;Dont dream its over    &lt;br /&gt;Hey now, hey now    &lt;br /&gt;When the world comes in    &lt;br /&gt;They come, they come    &lt;br /&gt;To build a wall between us    &lt;br /&gt;Dont ever let them win&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-6710999499757782220?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/6710999499757782220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=6710999499757782220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/6710999499757782220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/6710999499757782220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2008/11/crowded-house-don-dream-it-over.html' title='Crowded House - Don&amp;#39;t dream it&amp;#39;s over'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-4334783159113725390</id><published>2008-11-22T23:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T23:08:54.053+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wheninrome'/><title type='text'>When In Rome - The Promise</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tOyyrB1wj04"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tOyyrB1wj04&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Promise&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;If you need a friend,   &lt;br /&gt;don't look to a stranger,    &lt;br /&gt;You know in the end,    &lt;br /&gt;I'll always be there. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And when you're in doubt,   &lt;br /&gt;and when you're in danger,    &lt;br /&gt;Take a look all around,    &lt;br /&gt;and I'll be there. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I'm sorry, but I'm just thinking of the right words to say. (I promise)   &lt;br /&gt;I know they don't sound the way I planned them to be. (I promise)    &lt;br /&gt;But if you wait around a while, I'll make you fall for me,    &lt;br /&gt;I promise, I promise you I will. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;When your day is through,   &lt;br /&gt;and so is your temper,    &lt;br /&gt;You know what to do,    &lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna always be there. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Sometimes if I shout,   &lt;br /&gt;it's not what's intended.    &lt;br /&gt;These words just come out,    &lt;br /&gt;with no gripe to bear. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I'm sorry, but I'm just thinking of the right words to say. (I promise)   &lt;br /&gt;I know they don't sound the way I planned them to be. (I promise)    &lt;br /&gt;But if you wait around a while, I'll make you fall for me,    &lt;br /&gt;I promise, I promise you... &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I'm sorry, but I'm just thinking of the right words to say. (I promise)   &lt;br /&gt;I know they don't sound the way I planned them to be. (I promise)    &lt;br /&gt;And if I had to walk the world, that make you fall for me,    &lt;br /&gt;I promise you, I promise you I will. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I gotta tell ya, I need to tell ya, I gotta tell ya, I gotta tell yaaaa ... &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I'm sorry, but I'm just thinking of the right words to say. (I promise)   &lt;br /&gt;I know they don't sound the way I planned them to be. (I promise)    &lt;br /&gt;But if you wait around a while, I'll make you fall for me,    &lt;br /&gt;I promise you, I promise you... &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I'm sorry, but I'm just thinking of the right words to say. (I promise)   &lt;br /&gt;I know they don't sound the way I planned them to be. (I promise)    &lt;br /&gt;And if I have to walk the world to make you fall for me,    &lt;br /&gt;I promise you, I promise you I will ...    &lt;br /&gt;I will...    &lt;br /&gt;I will...    &lt;br /&gt;I will...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-4334783159113725390?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/4334783159113725390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=4334783159113725390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/4334783159113725390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/4334783159113725390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2008/11/when-in-rome-promise.html' title='When In Rome - The Promise'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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-4858957806742872919.post-6863764226314750543</id><published>2008-11-22T23:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T23:08:00.569+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soulasylum'/><title type='text'>Soul Asylum - Runaway Train</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4pXrWkuqr5I"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4pXrWkuqr5I&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Runaway Train&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Call you up in the middle of the night   &lt;br /&gt;Like a firefly without a light    &lt;br /&gt;You were there like a slow torch burning    &lt;br /&gt;I was a key that could use a little turning &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So tired that I couldn't even sleep   &lt;br /&gt;So many secrets I couldn't keep    &lt;br /&gt;Promised myself I wouldn't weep    &lt;br /&gt;One more promise I couldn't keep &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It seems no one can help me now   &lt;br /&gt;I'm in too deep    &lt;br /&gt;There's no way out    &lt;br /&gt;This time I have really led myself astray &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;CHORUS   &lt;br /&gt;Runaway train never going back    &lt;br /&gt;Wrong way on a one way track    &lt;br /&gt;Seems like I should be getting somewhere    &lt;br /&gt;Somehow I'm neither here no there &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Can you help me remember how to smile   &lt;br /&gt;Make it somehow all seem worthwhile    &lt;br /&gt;How on earth did I get so jaded    &lt;br /&gt;Life's mystery seems so faded &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I can go where no one else can go   &lt;br /&gt;I know what no one else knows    &lt;br /&gt;Here I am just drownin' in the rain    &lt;br /&gt;With a ticket for a runaway train &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Everything seems cut and dry   &lt;br /&gt;Day and night, earth and sky    &lt;br /&gt;Somehow I just don't believe it &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;CHORUS &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Bought a ticket for a runaway train   &lt;br /&gt;Like a madman laughin' at the rain    &lt;br /&gt;Little out of touch, little insane    &lt;br /&gt;Just easier than dealing with the pain &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;CHORUS &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Runaway train never comin' back   &lt;br /&gt;Runaway train tearin' up the track    &lt;br /&gt;Runaway train burnin' in my veins    &lt;br /&gt;Runaway but it always seems the same&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4858957806742872919-6863764226314750543?l=junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/6863764226314750543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4858957806742872919&amp;postID=6863764226314750543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/6863764226314750543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4858957806742872919/posts/default/6863764226314750543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkyard-sounds.blogspot.com/2008/11/soul-asylum-runaway-train.html' title='Soul Asylum - Runaway Train'/><author><name>Chris W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08741744278825416944</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>
