<?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-4950065738794540078</id><updated>2011-09-09T17:24:09.425+01:00</updated><category term='Sunoro'/><title type='text'>• SleeÞ's Wo®ld •</title><subtitle type='html'>"I will change the world today,
I don’t care what the people say.
There’s a brighter day to come,
Cause I’m a rebell I kill the devil.

I was so close to resigning,
Saying fuck the world and just move to an island.
All of these people seek dem neon enlightments
We are blinded...
World leaders too money minded...(...) "</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sleep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587136928239313494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/TQWLZBkwiTI/AAAAAAAAAIE/9CwoYUfZZSE/S220/58443_156685324348369_100000207077118_528856_7126198_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>62</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4950065738794540078.post-2837802506470625427</id><published>2010-12-13T02:49:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-12-13T02:52:16.080Z</updated><title type='text'>Within Temptation - Forgiven Official Video</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/P9esy7FljiE?fs=1" width="480" frameborder="0" height="295"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Couldn't save you from the start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Love you so it hurts my soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Can you forgive me for trying again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Your silence makes me hold my breath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Oh, time has passed you by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Ooh, for so long I've tried to shield you from the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Ooh, you couldn't face the freedom on your own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Here I am left in silence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; You gave up the fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; You left me behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; All that's done's forgiven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; You'll always be mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; I know deep inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; All that's done's forgiven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; I watched the clouds drifting away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Still the sun can't warm my face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; I know it was destined to go wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; You were looking for the great escape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; To chase your demons away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Ooh, for so long I've tried to shield you from the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Ooh, you couldn't face the freedom on your own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; And here I am left in silence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; You gave up the fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; You left me behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; All that's done's forgiven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; You'll always be mine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; I know deep inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; All that's done's forgiven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; I've been so lost since you've gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Why not me before you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Why did fate deceive me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Everything turned out so wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Why did you leave me in silence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; You gave up the fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; You left me behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; All that's done's forgiven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; You'll always be mine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; I know deep inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; All that's done's forgiven"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4950065738794540078-2837802506470625427?l=crazysleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/feeds/2837802506470625427/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4950065738794540078&amp;postID=2837802506470625427' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/2837802506470625427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/2837802506470625427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/2010/12/within-temptation-forgiven-official.html' title='Within Temptation - Forgiven Official Video'/><author><name>Sleep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587136928239313494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/TQWLZBkwiTI/AAAAAAAAAIE/9CwoYUfZZSE/S220/58443_156685324348369_100000207077118_528856_7126198_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/P9esy7FljiE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4950065738794540078.post-7039491074789226506</id><published>2010-07-01T23:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T23:27:46.283+01:00</updated><title type='text'>"Ainda há príncipes encantados"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Se está à espera do Dia dos Namorados para arranjar um, não fique sentada. Faça como uma amiga minha que cada vez que sai do carro, vira o retrovisor para o lado do condutor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; retoca o batom e diz com uma convicção demolidora o Príncipe pode estar em qualquer lado. E pode mesmo. É uma questão de fé, totalmente arbitrária e aleatória, mas pode&lt;br /&gt;acontecer. Até porque nós, os extraordinários, somos poucos, mas andamos por aí. Isto é o que diz outro amigo meu que por acaso é mesmo extraordinário e já encontrou a pessoa&lt;br /&gt;certa, pelo menos por enquanto. Foi ele que um dia me explicou o que era esse maravilhoso conceito da pessoa certa.&lt;br /&gt;A pessoa certa não é a mais inteligente, a que nos escreve as mais belas cartas de amor, a que nos jura a paixão maior ou nos diz que nunca se sentiu assim. Nem a que se muda&lt;br /&gt; para nossa casa ao fim de três semanas e planeia viagens idílicas ao outro lado do mundo. A pessoa certa é aquela que quer mesmo ficar connosco. Tão simples quanto isto.&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes demasiado simples para as pessoas perceberem. O que transforma um homem vulgar no nosso príncipe é ele querer ser o homem da nossa vida. E há alguns que ainda querem.&lt;br /&gt;Os verdadeiros Príncipes Encantados não têm pressa na conquista porque como já escolheram com quem querem passar o resto da vida, têm todo o tempo do mundo; levam-nos a comer&lt;br /&gt; um prego no prato porque sabem que no futuro nos vão levar à Tour d’Argent; ouvem-nos com atenção e carinho porque se querem habituar à música da nossa voz e entram-nos no&lt;br /&gt;coração bem devagar, respeitando o silêncio das cicatrizes que só o tempo pode apagar. Podem parecer menos empenhados ou sinceros do que os antecessores, mas aquilo a que&lt;br /&gt; chamamos hesitação ou timidez talvez seja apenas uma forma de precaução para terem a certeza que não se vão enganar.&lt;br /&gt;O Príncipe Encantado não é o namorado mais romântico do mundo que nos cobre de beijos; é o homem que nos puxa o lençol para os ombros a meio da noite para não nos constiparmos&lt;br /&gt; ou se levanta às três da manhã para nos fazer um chá de limão quando estamos com dores de garganta. Não é o que nos compra discos românticos e nos trauteia canções de amor no&lt;br /&gt; voice mail, é o que nos ouve falar de tudo, mesmo das coisas menos agradáveis. Não é o que diz Amo-te, mas o que sente que talvez nos possa amar para sempre. Não é o que&lt;br /&gt;passa metade das férias connosco e a outra metade com os amigos; é que passa de vez em quando férias com os amigos. O Príncipe que sabe o que quer, não é o melhor namorado&lt;br /&gt;do mundo; é o marido mais porreiro do mundo, porque não é o que olha todos os dias para nós, mas o que olha por nós todos os dias. Que tem paciência para os meus, os teus, os&lt;br /&gt;nossos filhos e que ainda arranja um lugar na mesa para os filhos dos outros. Que partilha a vida e vê em cada dia uma forma de se dar aos que lhe são próximos. Que ajuda os&lt;br /&gt;mais velhos a fazer os trabalhos de casa e põe os mais novos a dormir com uma história de encantar. Que quando está cansado fica em silêncio, mas nunca deixa de nos envolver&lt;br /&gt; com um sorriso. Não precisa de um carro bestial, basta-lhe uma música bestial para ouvir no carro. Pode ou não ter moto, mas tem quase sempre um cão. Gosta de ler e sai pouco&lt;br /&gt; à noite porque prefere ficar em casa a namorar e a ver o Zapping. Cozinha o básico, mas faz os melhores ovos mexidos do mundo e vai à padaria num feriado. O Príncipe é um&lt;br /&gt;Príncipe porque governa um reino, porque sabe dar e partilhar, porque ajuda, apoia e nos faz sentir que somos mesmo muito importantes.&lt;br /&gt;Claro que com tantos sapos no mercado, bem vestidos, cheios de conversa e tiradas poéticas, como é que não nos enganamos? É fácil. Primeiro, é preciso aceitar que às vezes&lt;br /&gt;nos enganamos mesmo. E depois, é preciso acreditar que um dia podemos ter sorte. E como o melhor de estar vivo é saber que tudo muda, um dia muda tudo e ele aparece. Depois,&lt;br /&gt;é só deixa-lo ficar um dia atrás do outro... e se for mesmo ele, fica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Margarida Rebelo Pinto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4950065738794540078-7039491074789226506?l=crazysleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/feeds/7039491074789226506/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4950065738794540078&amp;postID=7039491074789226506' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/7039491074789226506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/7039491074789226506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/2010/07/ainda-ha-principes-encantados.html' title='&quot;Ainda há príncipes encantados&quot;'/><author><name>Sleep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587136928239313494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/TQWLZBkwiTI/AAAAAAAAAIE/9CwoYUfZZSE/S220/58443_156685324348369_100000207077118_528856_7126198_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4950065738794540078.post-8468265279096711384</id><published>2010-07-01T23:02:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T23:26:34.149+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ai meu querido Blog...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ai meu querido Blog, isto desde que apareceu i Facebook nunca mais me lembrei de ti... :/ que vergonha... mas para te alegrar cá te deixo um "poema" da Margarida Rebelo Pinto... é já a seguir ok? ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4950065738794540078-8468265279096711384?l=crazysleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/feeds/8468265279096711384/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4950065738794540078&amp;postID=8468265279096711384' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/8468265279096711384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/8468265279096711384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/2010/07/ai-meu-querido-blog.html' title='Ai meu querido Blog...'/><author><name>Sleep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587136928239313494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/TQWLZBkwiTI/AAAAAAAAAIE/9CwoYUfZZSE/S220/58443_156685324348369_100000207077118_528856_7126198_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4950065738794540078.post-926577518893968341</id><published>2009-11-10T01:52:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-11-10T02:02:55.106Z</updated><title type='text'>Forgiven</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Couldn't save you from the start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Love you so it hurts my soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Can you forgive me for trying again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Your silence makes me hold my breath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Oh, time has passed you by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Ooh, for so long I've tried to shield you from the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Ooh, you couldn't face the freedom on your own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Here I am left in silence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; You gave up the fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; You left me behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; All that's done's forgiven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; You'll always be mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I know deep inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; All that's done's forgiven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I watched the clouds drifting away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Still the sun can't warm my face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I know it was destined to go wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; You were looking for the great escape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; To chase your demons away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Ooh, for so long I've tried to shield you from the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Ooh, you couldn't face the freedom on your own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; And here I am left in silence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; You gave up the fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; You left me behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; All that's done's forgiven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; You'll always be mine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I know deep inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; All that's done's forgiven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I've been so lost since you've gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Why not me before you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Why did fate deceive me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Everything turned out so wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Why did you leave me in silence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; You gave up the fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; You left me behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; All that's done's forgiven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; You'll always be mine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I know deep inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; All that's done's forgiven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4950065738794540078-926577518893968341?l=crazysleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D2ABVp3Xgp0' title='Forgiven'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/feeds/926577518893968341/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4950065738794540078&amp;postID=926577518893968341' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/926577518893968341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/926577518893968341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/2009/11/forgiven.html' title='Forgiven'/><author><name>Sleep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587136928239313494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/TQWLZBkwiTI/AAAAAAAAAIE/9CwoYUfZZSE/S220/58443_156685324348369_100000207077118_528856_7126198_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4950065738794540078.post-1964898816993128046</id><published>2009-08-11T20:00:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T20:04:28.819+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Never say I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;If you really don't care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Never talk about feelings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;If they ain't really there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Never hold my hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;If you're gonna break my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Never say you're going to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;If you don't plan to start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Never look into my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;If all you do is lie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Never say hi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;If you really mean goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;If you really mean forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then say you will try,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Never say forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Coz forever makes me cry...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4950065738794540078-1964898816993128046?l=crazysleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/feeds/1964898816993128046/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4950065738794540078&amp;postID=1964898816993128046' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/1964898816993128046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/1964898816993128046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/2009/08/sad.html' title='Sad'/><author><name>Sleep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587136928239313494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/TQWLZBkwiTI/AAAAAAAAAIE/9CwoYUfZZSE/S220/58443_156685324348369_100000207077118_528856_7126198_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4950065738794540078.post-2377356018911875841</id><published>2009-08-06T16:59:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T17:02:03.237+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost</title><content type='html'>"Forget the peace inside&lt;br /&gt;Giving way to the gods of destruction&lt;br /&gt;Full of desire&lt;br /&gt;You feel afraid that there's nothing left&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh, oh no,&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh, oh no...&lt;br /&gt;The ocean is dry&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel hollow?&lt;br /&gt;Nowhere to hide&lt;br /&gt;And nothing to swallow&lt;br /&gt;And when you can't recognize,&lt;br /&gt;Anything solid&lt;br /&gt;Where do you turn&lt;br /&gt;When you can't buy it?&lt;br /&gt;What can you believe in now&lt;br /&gt;With no love to follow?&lt;br /&gt;Now that you have lost yourself&lt;br /&gt;Oh, can anything help you now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just let your fears go&lt;br /&gt;You might find your way back home&lt;br /&gt;Let your fears go&lt;br /&gt;You might find that you're not lost.&lt;br /&gt;Just let your fears go&lt;br /&gt;You might find your way back home&lt;br /&gt;Let your fears go&lt;br /&gt;You might find that you're not lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did you learn?&lt;br /&gt;What was it worth?&lt;br /&gt;What did you yearn for?&lt;br /&gt;Everything's lost now.&lt;br /&gt;And not alone and not alone&lt;br /&gt;And not alone and not alone&lt;br /&gt;And not alone and not alone&lt;br /&gt;And not alone and not alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just let your fears go&lt;br /&gt;You might find your way back home&lt;br /&gt;Let your fears go&lt;br /&gt;You might find that you're not lost.&lt;br /&gt;Just let your fears go&lt;br /&gt;You might find your way back home&lt;br /&gt;Let your fears go&lt;br /&gt;You might find that you're not lost."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunlounger Feat. Zara - Lost (Chill Version)  lyrics&lt;br /&gt;Download track:&lt;a href="http://uploading.com/files/AUX8S0AQ/11-sunlounger_feat._zara-lost__chill_version.mp3.html"&gt; http://uploading.com/files/AUX8S0AQ/11-sunlounger_feat._zara-lost__chill_version.mp3.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4950065738794540078-2377356018911875841?l=crazysleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/feeds/2377356018911875841/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4950065738794540078&amp;postID=2377356018911875841' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/2377356018911875841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/2377356018911875841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/2009/08/lost.html' title='Lost'/><author><name>Sleep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587136928239313494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/TQWLZBkwiTI/AAAAAAAAAIE/9CwoYUfZZSE/S220/58443_156685324348369_100000207077118_528856_7126198_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4950065738794540078.post-8994753570727990915</id><published>2009-08-06T16:56:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T17:03:12.338+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Invisible</title><content type='html'>"How is it that I remain invisible in your eyes?&lt;br /&gt;I've lit a thousand candles, wished on every star in the sky.&lt;br /&gt;How can you take my love when your arms are filled with the past?&lt;br /&gt;Your burden is heavy, I know, but it doesn't have to last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another day, another night&lt;br /&gt;Another tear, another fight,&lt;br /&gt;A lonely path in the dark&lt;br /&gt;Another dream torn apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another place, another time&lt;br /&gt;Another day, another try&lt;br /&gt;Open your eyes, open your heart&lt;br /&gt;Live in the dream where we're never part&lt;br /&gt;How is it that I remain invisible in your eyes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You locked your scarred and shattered heart, to the ocean threw the key&lt;br /&gt;Now there's no one to hold you at night when you cry yourself to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;How fiercely blow the winds of change when two souls drift apart.&lt;br /&gt;Let the warmth of the sun kiss your face, heal your broken heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another day, another night&lt;br /&gt;Another tear, another fight&lt;br /&gt;A lonely path in the dark&lt;br /&gt;Another dream torn apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another place, another time&lt;br /&gt;Search for me and you will find&lt;br /&gt;Once invisible, now invincible&lt;br /&gt;Distance erased with a single embrace&lt;br /&gt;How is it that I remain invisible in your eyes?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kirsty Hawkshaw Meets Tenishia - Invisible (Kopi Luwka Mix)   lyrics&lt;br /&gt;Download track: &lt;a href="http://uploading.com/files/EH8DB6FC/12-kirsty_hawkshaw_meets_tenishia-invisible__kopi_luwka_mix.mp3.html"&gt;http://uploading.com/files/EH8DB6FC/12-kirsty_hawkshaw_meets_tenishia-invisible__kopi_luwka_mix.mp3.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4950065738794540078-8994753570727990915?l=crazysleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/feeds/8994753570727990915/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4950065738794540078&amp;postID=8994753570727990915' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/8994753570727990915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/8994753570727990915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/2009/08/invisible.html' title='Invisible'/><author><name>Sleep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587136928239313494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/TQWLZBkwiTI/AAAAAAAAAIE/9CwoYUfZZSE/S220/58443_156685324348369_100000207077118_528856_7126198_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4950065738794540078.post-5714982816201208638</id><published>2009-08-06T15:11:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T12:50:28.501+01:00</updated><title type='text'>VA-Armada Lounge Volume 2-CD-2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/SpEs9442ibI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/vA2INnAeKv4/s1600-h/R-1849487-1249927278.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 308px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/SpEs9442ibI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/vA2INnAeKv4/s320/R-1849487-1249927278.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373125272184195506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong class="bbc"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255);"&gt;Details&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artist: VA&lt;br /&gt;Title: Armada Lounge Volume 2 CD&lt;br /&gt;Label: Armada Music&lt;br /&gt;Cat. No: ARMA189&lt;br /&gt;Tracks: 16&lt;br /&gt;Size: 106,9 MB&lt;br /&gt;Quality: VBR Kbps / 44,1Khz / Joint-Stereo&lt;br /&gt;Genre: Ambient&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255);"&gt;Tracklisting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. Arnej Feat. Josie - Strangers We've Become (Acoustic Mix) 03:28&lt;br /&gt;02. Tenishia Feat. Tiff Lacey - Burning From The Inside 04:53&lt;br /&gt;(Tenishia Frozen Mix)&lt;br /&gt;03. Bissen Pres. The Crossover - Washout (Piano Mix) 04:58&lt;br /&gt;04. Space Brothers - Beyond The Sun (Original Mix) 03:59&lt;br /&gt;05. Coastline Feat. Madelin Zero - Alone With You 03:44&lt;br /&gt;(Chillout Remix)&lt;br /&gt;06. Lowland - Children (Original Version) 04:01&lt;br /&gt;07. Julian Vincent Feat. Cathy Burton - Certainty 05:34&lt;br /&gt;(Andy Prinz Chillout Mix)&lt;br /&gt;08. Deep 'N Pure Feat. Radboy - R We Ever Gonna Be 03:05&lt;br /&gt;(Original Mix)&lt;br /&gt;09. Astrid Suryanto - Distant Bar (Original Mix) 05:13&lt;br /&gt;10. Orkidea - Beautiful (Ambient Mix) 04:52&lt;br /&gt;11. Sunlounger Feat. Zara - Lost (Chill Version) 05:30&lt;br /&gt;12. Kirsty Hawkshaw Meets Tenishia - Invisible (Kopi Luwka Mix) 06:27&lt;br /&gt;13. Mike Foyle &amp;amp; Augustine Leudar - De Bells of Nafin 04:44&lt;br /&gt;(Original Mix)&lt;br /&gt;14. Moussa Clarke &amp;amp; Terrafunka - She Wants Him 06:24&lt;br /&gt;(Dynamic Illusion Chill Mix)&lt;br /&gt;15. Erik de Koning - Dream Flight (Chillout Mix) 06:41&lt;br /&gt;16. Sir Loungealot - Silver Beach (Original Mix) 05:30&lt;br /&gt;Total Track Time 79:03 min&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Download: rar pass: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;strong class="bbc"&gt;&lt;em class="bbc"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:17px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);"&gt;www.3lanet.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong class="bbc"&gt; RapidShare -- &lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/258633060/VA-Armada_Lounge__Volume_2-CD-2009-TSP.rar"&gt;http://rapidshare.com/files/258633060/VA-Armada_Lounge__Volume_2-CD-2009-TSP.rar&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong class="bbc"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;strong class="bbc"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought i had to share it with you people coz its a very nice album, specially for Ambient lovers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4950065738794540078-5714982816201208638?l=crazysleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/feeds/5714982816201208638/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4950065738794540078&amp;postID=5714982816201208638' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4950065738794540078.post-566835090960056898</id><published>2009-08-05T11:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T11:22:22.601+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Darkest Sorrow</title><content type='html'>I want to run away&lt;br /&gt;Inside my bright red scream&lt;br /&gt;I want to break the doors&lt;br /&gt;Holding back my dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living like this&lt;br /&gt;Checking the skies for rain&lt;br /&gt;A constant reminder&lt;br /&gt;Of this burden and pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm holding on to&lt;br /&gt;A shooting star&lt;br /&gt;Its points cutting my skin&lt;br /&gt;This time it's gone too far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing left to wish on&lt;br /&gt;My bloody star fell&lt;br /&gt;Left me drowning in hopes&lt;br /&gt;Inside my wishing well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not looking for a hero&lt;br /&gt;To owe such a debt&lt;br /&gt;I could not ask for saving&lt;br /&gt;This loss is not a regret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to run away&lt;br /&gt;But there's nothing out there&lt;br /&gt;I want to shatter windows&lt;br /&gt;That look out on nowhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not life&lt;br /&gt;If I'm already dead&lt;br /&gt;My bleeding heart stopped beating&lt;br /&gt;And tears I no longer shed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4950065738794540078-566835090960056898?l=crazysleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/feeds/566835090960056898/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4950065738794540078&amp;postID=566835090960056898' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/566835090960056898'/><link 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blessing&lt;br /&gt;Knowing it may not always be this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the loss of you&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that when everything goes wrong&lt;br /&gt;To never give up on what is right&lt;br /&gt;Because it can only make you strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the loss of you&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that even when you're in a lot of pain&lt;br /&gt;You've got to hold yourself together&lt;br /&gt;So you won't feel like you're going insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the loss of you&lt;br /&gt;I've learned how to hold the tears when I want to cry&lt;br /&gt;Because all I have is memories&lt;br /&gt;And just want to ask God why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But mostly, since the loss of you&lt;br /&gt;I've learned a life can be taken in the blink of an eye&lt;br /&gt;And only Heaven really knows when&lt;br /&gt;That person will have to say "Goodbye."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dedicated to Frans and Larry, Peace to your Souls. You will never be forgotten.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4950065738794540078-6261100086640338935?l=crazysleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/feeds/6261100086640338935/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4950065738794540078&amp;postID=6261100086640338935' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/6261100086640338935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/6261100086640338935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/2009/08/since-loss-of-you.html' title='Since The Loss Of You...'/><author><name>Sleep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587136928239313494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/TQWLZBkwiTI/AAAAAAAAAIE/9CwoYUfZZSE/S220/58443_156685324348369_100000207077118_528856_7126198_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4950065738794540078.post-1577834365155580097</id><published>2009-08-05T01:11:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T01:15:40.760+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch Over Us...</title><content type='html'>Even though he's gone&lt;br /&gt;his memory still remains in our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;His smile and face will never fade.&lt;br /&gt;We think of him as we go on each day.&lt;br /&gt;The good times we remember&lt;br /&gt;and the days spent together&lt;br /&gt;will be in our memories forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when you start to get down&lt;br /&gt;and you really want to cry&lt;br /&gt;just think of the funny times&lt;br /&gt;and don't wonder why.&lt;br /&gt;Just leave it at that&lt;br /&gt;and know he's better now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love you Frans&lt;br /&gt;and we'll miss you so much&lt;br /&gt;but we know you're much happier.&lt;br /&gt;So watch over us and make sure we're okay&lt;br /&gt;and we'll see you again someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Frans, that sweet man who left us so soon. Rest In Peace my Friend&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4950065738794540078-1577834365155580097?l=crazysleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/feeds/1577834365155580097/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4950065738794540078&amp;postID=1577834365155580097' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/1577834365155580097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/1577834365155580097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/2009/08/watch-over-us.html' title='Watch Over Us...'/><author><name>Sleep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587136928239313494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/TQWLZBkwiTI/AAAAAAAAAIE/9CwoYUfZZSE/S220/58443_156685324348369_100000207077118_528856_7126198_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4950065738794540078.post-2714032647769521274</id><published>2009-08-05T00:06:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T00:09:22.569+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Dying Inside...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="poemtitle"&gt;Something so hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; goes straight to the soul;&lt;br /&gt;it seems impossible to get over&lt;br /&gt;and my heart is left with a big hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to be happy, wearing a smile;&lt;br /&gt;but I'm dying inside.&lt;br /&gt;The world seems to be fading,&lt;br /&gt;and I just want to run and hide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything I do, I think of you&lt;br /&gt;and realize how much I miss you;&lt;br /&gt;and on the day you died&lt;br /&gt;a piece of me died too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This poem is dedicated to a dear friend who passed away. I'll never forget you Frans, may you Rest In Peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4950065738794540078-2714032647769521274?l=crazysleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/feeds/2714032647769521274/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4950065738794540078&amp;postID=2714032647769521274' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/2714032647769521274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/2714032647769521274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/2009/08/dying-inside.html' title='Dying Inside...'/><author><name>Sleep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587136928239313494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/TQWLZBkwiTI/AAAAAAAAAIE/9CwoYUfZZSE/S220/58443_156685324348369_100000207077118_528856_7126198_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4950065738794540078.post-9087811718415912738</id><published>2009-07-27T01:33:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T01:40:20.410+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Pure Bliss</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"If we could sniff or swallow something that would, for five or six hours each day, abolish our solitude as individuals, atone us with our fellows in a glowing exaltation of affection and make life in all its aspects seem not only worth living, but divinely beautiful and significant, and if this heavenly, world-transfiguring drug were of such a kind that we could wake up next morning with a clear head and an undamaged constitution-then, it seems to me, all our problems (and not merely the one small problem of discovering a novel pleasure) would be wholly solved and earth would become paradise."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aldous Huxley 1894-1963&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4950065738794540078-9087811718415912738?l=crazysleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/feeds/9087811718415912738/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4950065738794540078&amp;postID=9087811718415912738' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/9087811718415912738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/9087811718415912738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/2009/07/pure-bliss.html' title='Pure Bliss'/><author><name>Sleep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587136928239313494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/TQWLZBkwiTI/AAAAAAAAAIE/9CwoYUfZZSE/S220/58443_156685324348369_100000207077118_528856_7126198_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4950065738794540078.post-7075593558746737752</id><published>2009-07-20T23:41:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T23:42:47.426+01:00</updated><title type='text'>It's All About Ass</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/SmTyvVhB6xI/AAAAAAAAAHI/lVFH3Brui4k/s1600-h/Ass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/SmTyvVhB6xI/AAAAAAAAAHI/lVFH3Brui4k/s320/Ass.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360676351521188626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4950065738794540078-7075593558746737752?l=crazysleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/feeds/7075593558746737752/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4950065738794540078&amp;postID=7075593558746737752' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/7075593558746737752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/7075593558746737752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-all-about-ass.html' title='It&apos;s All About Ass'/><author><name>Sleep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587136928239313494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/TQWLZBkwiTI/AAAAAAAAAIE/9CwoYUfZZSE/S220/58443_156685324348369_100000207077118_528856_7126198_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/SmTyvVhB6xI/AAAAAAAAAHI/lVFH3Brui4k/s72-c/Ass.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4950065738794540078.post-2201385381900370804</id><published>2009-07-20T18:37:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T18:41:37.181+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sim estou viva...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pois é... Já fazia uns meses que não passava por cá... falta de tempo? vontade? preguiça? Acho que foi um mix dos 3 :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Enquanto navegava por aí encontrei um texto que me tocou e resolvi postar... Pk é uma linda homenagem aos amigos, amigos que tenho, não são muitos mas os que tenho valem ouro, portanto há que estimá-los e dizer lhes de vez enquando o quanto são importantes para nós... Então aki vai:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Abençoados os que possuem amigos, os que os têm sem pedir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Porque amigo não se pede, não se compra, nem se vende.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Amigo a gente sente!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Benditos os que sofrem por amigos, os que falam com o olhar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Porque amigo não se cala, não questiona, nem se rende.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Amigo a gente entende!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Benditos os que guardam amigos, os que entregam o ombro pra chorar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Porque amigo sofre e chora.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Amigo não tem hora pra consolar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Benditos sejam os amigos que acreditam na tua verdade ou te apontam a realidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Porque amigo é a direcção.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Amigo é a base quando falta o chão!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Benditos sejam todos os amigos de raízes, verdadeiros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Porque amigos são herdeiros da real sagacidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ter amigos é a melhor cumplicidade!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Há pessoas que choram por saber que as rosas têm espinho,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Há outras que sorriem por saber que os espinhos têm rosas!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4950065738794540078-2201385381900370804?l=crazysleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/feeds/2201385381900370804/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4950065738794540078&amp;postID=2201385381900370804' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/2201385381900370804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/2201385381900370804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/2009/07/sim-estiu-viva.html' title='Sim estou viva...'/><author><name>Sleep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587136928239313494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/TQWLZBkwiTI/AAAAAAAAAIE/9CwoYUfZZSE/S220/58443_156685324348369_100000207077118_528856_7126198_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4950065738794540078.post-3406714952985163036</id><published>2009-03-17T12:20:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-03-17T12:24:42.148Z</updated><title type='text'>I Carry Your Heart...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I carry your heart with me (I carry it in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; my heart)&lt;br /&gt;I am never without it (anywhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I go you go, my dear; and whatever is done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; by only me is your doing, my darling)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet)&lt;br /&gt;I want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;         And it's you are whatever a moon has always meant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;         and whatever a sun will always sing is you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;         Here is the deepest secret nobody knows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;         and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;         higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;         And this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;         I carry your heart (I carry it in my heart).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4950065738794540078-3406714952985163036?l=crazysleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/feeds/3406714952985163036/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4950065738794540078&amp;postID=3406714952985163036' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/3406714952985163036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/3406714952985163036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-carry-your-heart.html' title='I Carry Your Heart...'/><author><name>Sleep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587136928239313494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/TQWLZBkwiTI/AAAAAAAAAIE/9CwoYUfZZSE/S220/58443_156685324348369_100000207077118_528856_7126198_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4950065738794540078.post-1107060566825841338</id><published>2009-03-17T12:02:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-03-17T12:05:22.293Z</updated><title type='text'>I Love Thee...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love thee, as I love the calm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Of sweet, star-lighted hours!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;         I love thee, as I love the balm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Of early jasmine flowers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;         I love thee, as I love the last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rich smile of fading day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;         Which lingereth, like the look we cast,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;On rapture passed away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;         I love thee as I love the tone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Of some soft-breathing flute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;         Whose soul is waked for me alone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;When all beside is mute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;         I love thee as I love the first&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Young violet of the spring;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;         Or the pale lily, April-nursed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;To scented blossoming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;         I love thee, as I love the full,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Clear gushings of the song,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;         Which lonely--sad--and beautiful--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;At night-fall floats along,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;         Poured by the bul-bul forth to greet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The hours of rest and dew;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;         When melody and moonlight meet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;To blend their charm, and hue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;         I love thee, as the glad bird loves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The freedom of its wing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;         On which delightedly it moves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;In wildest wandering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;         I love thee as I love the swell,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And hush, of some low strain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;         Which bringeth, by its gentle spell,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The past to life again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;         Such is the feeling which from thee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nought earthly can allure:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;         This ever linked to all I see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Of gifted--high--and pure!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4950065738794540078-1107060566825841338?l=crazysleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/feeds/1107060566825841338/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4950065738794540078&amp;postID=1107060566825841338' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/1107060566825841338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/1107060566825841338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-love-thee.html' title='I Love Thee...'/><author><name>Sleep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587136928239313494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/TQWLZBkwiTI/AAAAAAAAAIE/9CwoYUfZZSE/S220/58443_156685324348369_100000207077118_528856_7126198_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4950065738794540078.post-5223334506832870113</id><published>2009-03-17T11:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-17T11:56:22.439Z</updated><title type='text'>Sonnets from the Portuguese</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love thee to the depth and breadth and height &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love thee to the level of everyday's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love thee with the passion put to use&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love thee with a love I seemed to lose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;With my lost saints I love thee with the breath, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Smiles, tears, of all my life! and, if God choose, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I shall but love thee better after death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4950065738794540078-5223334506832870113?l=crazysleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/feeds/5223334506832870113/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4950065738794540078&amp;postID=5223334506832870113' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/5223334506832870113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/5223334506832870113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/2009/03/sonnets-from-portuguese.html' title='Sonnets from the Portuguese'/><author><name>Sleep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587136928239313494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/TQWLZBkwiTI/AAAAAAAAAIE/9CwoYUfZZSE/S220/58443_156685324348369_100000207077118_528856_7126198_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4950065738794540078.post-645277549356914298</id><published>2009-03-17T10:43:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-03-17T10:46:17.234Z</updated><title type='text'>A Nocturnal Reverie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;In such a night, when every louder wind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Is to its distant cavern safe confined;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; And only gentle Zephyr fans his wings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; And lonely Philomel, still waking, sings;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Or from some tree, famed for the owl's delight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; She, hollowing clear, directs the wand'rer right:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; In such a night, when passing clouds give place,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Or thinly veil the heav'ns' mysterious face;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; When in some river, overhung with green,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; The waving moon and trembling leaves are seen;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; When freshened grass now bears itself upright,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; And makes cool banks to pleasing rest invite,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Whence springs the woodbind, and the bramble-rose,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; And where the sleepy cowslip sheltered grows;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Whilst now a paler hue the foxglove takes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Yet checkers still with red the dusky brakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; When scattered glow-worms, but in twilight fine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Shew trivial beauties watch their hour to shine;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Whilst Salisb'ry stands the test of every light,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; In perfect charms, and perfect virtue bright:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; When odors, which declined repelling day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Through temp'rate air uninterrupted stray;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; When darkened groves their softest shadows wear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; And falling waters we distinctly hear;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; When through the gloom more venerable shows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Some ancient fabric, awful in repose,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; While sunburnt hills their swarthy looks conceal,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; And swelling haycocks thicken up the vale:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; When the loosed horse now, as his pasture leads,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Comes slowly grazing through th' adjoining meads,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Whose stealing pace, and lengthened shade we fear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Till torn-up forage in his teeth we hear:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; When nibbling sheep at large pursue their food,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; And unmolested kine rechew the cud;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; When curlews cry beneath the village walls,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; And to her straggling brood the partridge calls;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Their shortlived jubilee the creatures keep,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Which but endures, whilst tyrant man does sleep;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; When a sedate content the spirit feels,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; And no fierce light disturbs, whilst it reveals;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; But silent musings urge the mind to seek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Something, too high for syllables to speak;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Till the free soul to a composedness charmed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Finding the elements of rage disarmed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; O'er all below a solemn quiet grown,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Joys in th' inferior world, and thinks it like her own:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; In such a night let me abroad remain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Till morning breaks, and all's confused again;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Our cares, our toils, our clamors are renewed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Or pleasures, seldom reached, again pursued.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(By Anne Finch)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4950065738794540078-645277549356914298?l=crazysleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/feeds/645277549356914298/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4950065738794540078&amp;postID=645277549356914298' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/645277549356914298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/645277549356914298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/2009/03/nocturnal-reverie.html' title='A Nocturnal Reverie'/><author><name>Sleep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587136928239313494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/TQWLZBkwiTI/AAAAAAAAAIE/9CwoYUfZZSE/S220/58443_156685324348369_100000207077118_528856_7126198_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4950065738794540078.post-1489902527555387051</id><published>2009-03-15T00:12:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-03-15T00:13:05.854Z</updated><title type='text'>No One On Earth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Down through the dark trees&lt;br /&gt;You came to save me&lt;br /&gt;You're so ugly and  you're so beautiful&lt;br /&gt;You're like no one on Earth could be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take me  home&lt;br /&gt;Let me be the one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of my life I've been waiting&lt;br /&gt;For you &lt;br /&gt;I wanna be the one that you take home&lt;br /&gt;Let me be the one&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm  so lonely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take me home&lt;br /&gt;With you&lt;br /&gt;No one on Earth knows me like  you do&lt;br /&gt;Take me home&lt;br /&gt;In time you'll love me like one of your own&lt;br /&gt;So  come on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take me home&lt;br /&gt;With you&lt;br /&gt;No one on Earth knows me like  you do&lt;br /&gt;Take me home&lt;br /&gt;In time you'll love me like one of your own&lt;br /&gt;So  come on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take, take me home&lt;br /&gt;With you&lt;br /&gt;No one on Earth knows me  like you do&lt;br /&gt;I'm going home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Above &amp;amp; Beyond"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4950065738794540078-1489902527555387051?l=crazysleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/feeds/1489902527555387051/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4950065738794540078&amp;postID=1489902527555387051' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/1489902527555387051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/1489902527555387051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/2009/03/no-one-on-earth.html' title='No One On Earth'/><author><name>Sleep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587136928239313494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/TQWLZBkwiTI/AAAAAAAAAIE/9CwoYUfZZSE/S220/58443_156685324348369_100000207077118_528856_7126198_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4950065738794540078.post-402885353542903750</id><published>2009-03-13T11:52:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-03-13T13:35:22.684Z</updated><title type='text'>I Remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Feeling the past moving in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Letting a new day begin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hold to the time that  you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You don't have to move on to let go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Add to the memory you  keep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Remember when you fall asleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hold to the love that you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You  don't have to give up to let go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Remember turning on the the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And  moving through the morning light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Remember how it was with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Remember how  you pulled me through&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Feeling the past moving  in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Letting a new day begin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hold to the time that you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You don't  have to move on to let go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Add to the memory you keep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Remember when  you fall asleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hold to the love that you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You don't have to give up  to let go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Remember how it was with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Remember how you pulled me  through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Feeling the past moving in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Letting a  new day begin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hold to the time that you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You don't have to move on to  let go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Add to the memory you keep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Remember when you fall  asleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hold to the love that you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You don't have to give up to let  go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Remember turning on the the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And moving through the  morning light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Remember how it was with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Remember how you pulled me  through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I remember  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4950065738794540078-402885353542903750?l=crazysleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/feeds/402885353542903750/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4950065738794540078&amp;postID=402885353542903750' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/402885353542903750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/402885353542903750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-remember.html' title='I Remember'/><author><name>Sleep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587136928239313494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/TQWLZBkwiTI/AAAAAAAAAIE/9CwoYUfZZSE/S220/58443_156685324348369_100000207077118_528856_7126198_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4950065738794540078.post-1847039823753060364</id><published>2009-02-01T00:39:00.008Z</published><updated>2009-02-01T00:59:27.038Z</updated><title type='text'>Lost   [Perdido]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just because I'm losing&lt;/span&gt;   [Só porque estou perdendo]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Doesn't mean I'm lost&lt;/span&gt;   [Não significa que estou perdida]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Doesn't mean I'll  stop&lt;/span&gt;   [Não significa que pararei]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Doesn't mean I'm in a cross&lt;/span&gt;   [Não significa que estou numa cruz]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just because I'm hurting&lt;/span&gt;   [Só porque estou magoando]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Doesn't  mean I'm hurt&lt;/span&gt;   [Não significa que estou magoada]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Doesn't mean I didn't get what I deserve&lt;/span&gt;   [Não significa que não adquiri o que mereço]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;No better and no  worse&lt;/span&gt;   [Nem melhor e nem pior]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I just got lost&lt;/span&gt;   [Somente me perdi]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Every river that I've tried to cross&lt;/span&gt;   [Cada rio que tentei cruzar]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And  every door I ever tried was locked&lt;/span&gt;   [E cada porta que eu alguma vez tentei estava trancada]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ooh-Oh, And I'm just waiting till the  shine wears off...   [Ooh-Oh, E estou só à espera que o brilho passe]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You might be a big fish&lt;/span&gt;    [Poderias ser um peixe grande]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In a little  pond&lt;/span&gt;   [Num pequeno tanque]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Doesn't mean you've won&lt;/span&gt;   [Não significa que tivesses ganho]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'Cause along may come&lt;/span&gt;   [Porque mais adiante poderá vir]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A bigger  one&lt;/span&gt;   [Um maior]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And you'll be lost&lt;/span&gt;   [E estarias perdido]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Every river that you try to cross&lt;/span&gt;   [Cada rio que tentaste cruzar]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Every gun  you ever held went off&lt;/span&gt;   [Cada arma que alguma vez seguraste encravou]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ooh-Oh, And I'm just waiting till the firing  stops&lt;/span&gt;   [Ooh-Oh, E estou só à espera que o tiroteio pare]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ooh-Oh, And I'm just waiting till the shine wears off&lt;/span&gt;   [Ooh-Oh, E estou só à espera que o brilho passe]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ooh-Oh, And  I'm just waiting till the shine wears off&lt;/span&gt;   [Ooh-Oh, E estou só à espera que o brilho passe]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ooh-Oh, And I'm just waiting till  the shine wears off...   &lt;/span&gt;[Ooh-Oh, E estou só à espera que o brilho passe...]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4950065738794540078-1847039823753060364?l=crazysleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/feeds/1847039823753060364/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4950065738794540078&amp;postID=1847039823753060364' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/1847039823753060364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/1847039823753060364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/2009/02/lost.html' title='Lost   [Perdido]'/><author><name>Sleep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587136928239313494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/TQWLZBkwiTI/AAAAAAAAAIE/9CwoYUfZZSE/S220/58443_156685324348369_100000207077118_528856_7126198_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4950065738794540078.post-1289662402949338052</id><published>2009-01-27T10:48:00.007Z</published><updated>2009-01-27T11:20:39.906Z</updated><title type='text'>O Prisma Da Vida...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sou perseguida pelo Futuro&lt;/span&gt;                                                  [I am hunted by the future]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Será o Futuro  o meu Passado?    [&lt;/span&gt;                                Will the future be my past?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ou será o Tempo um "sair fora" de imagem     [&lt;/span&gt;                 Or is time a fade out picture]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Da minha forma Eterna?&lt;/span&gt;                                                       [Of my everlasting cast?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;O Amor passa por Fases,&lt;/span&gt;     [                                                  Love is phasing]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;O Amor move-se&lt;/span&gt;                                                                    [Love is moving]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ao ritmo da tua Vista&lt;/span&gt;                                                             [To the rhythm of your sight]&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fico mais Próxima    [    &lt;/span&gt;                                                          I get closer]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Do ponto que atravessa a Luz.&lt;/span&gt;                                              [To the crossing point of light]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sanctus, Sanctus, Dominus Deus Sabaoth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Pleni sunt caeli et terra gloria tua.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hosanna in excelsis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Benedictus qui venit in nomine Domini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hosanna in excelsis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Deixe-nos tentar viver a nossa Vida,&lt;/span&gt;                                  [Let us try to live]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;As nossas Ilusões perdidas.&lt;/span&gt;                                                  [Our lost illusions]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Elas sãos o Sol à Noite,&lt;/span&gt;                                                          [They're the sun at night]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Se nunca o fizermos n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;unca provaremos    [&lt;/span&gt;                         If we don't we'll never taste]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;O tempero da Vida.&lt;/span&gt;                                                               [The spice of life]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;E quando parece,&lt;/span&gt;     [                                                              And when it seems]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Que estamos numa rua sem Fim,&lt;/span&gt;    [                                   That we're in a dead end street]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Não existe Razão para chorar,&lt;/span&gt;    [                                         There's no reason to cry]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Porque temos uma mão que nos Ajuda,&lt;/span&gt;                             [Cause we have a helping hand]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Que está sempre por perto.&lt;/span&gt;     [                                            Who's always aside]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Luz para Sempre    [&lt;/span&gt;                                                               Forever light]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sanctus, Sanctus Dominus, Deus Sabaoth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Pleni sunt caeli et terra gloriae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hosanna in excelsis. Benedictus... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4950065738794540078-1289662402949338052?l=crazysleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/feeds/1289662402949338052/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4950065738794540078&amp;postID=1289662402949338052' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/1289662402949338052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/1289662402949338052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/2009/01/o-peisma-da-vida.html' title='O Prisma Da Vida...'/><author><name>Sleep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587136928239313494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/TQWLZBkwiTI/AAAAAAAAAIE/9CwoYUfZZSE/S220/58443_156685324348369_100000207077118_528856_7126198_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4950065738794540078.post-8511401735123090</id><published>2009-01-22T15:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-01-22T15:45:14.080Z</updated><title type='text'>O Mundo Para Ti...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Procuro o teu olhar urgente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Como ternura devagar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Como inocência de  repente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Distingo a lua do luar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Caminho e corro sem saber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Toda a  distância da vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Quero encontra-te para aprender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Labirintos sem  saída&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh, eu hoje acredito que o mundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nasceu para ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh, eu hoje  acredito que o mundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Existe para ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;O mundo para ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;O mundo para  ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Só para ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tantas planícies na terra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Para te dedicar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Os  horizontes e o céu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Para te oferecer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Todo o tamanho do mar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Montanhas  altas para te dar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh, eu hoje acredito que o mundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nasceu para  ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh, eu hoje acredito que o mundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Existe para ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Espero por  ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tenho o mundo para te oferecer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Eu hoje acredito que o mundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nasceu  para ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;O mundo para ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;O mundo para ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Só para ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Só para  ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;O mundo para ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;O mundo para ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Só para ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Só para ti &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4950065738794540078-8511401735123090?l=crazysleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/feeds/8511401735123090/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4950065738794540078&amp;postID=8511401735123090' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/8511401735123090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/8511401735123090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/2009/01/o-mundo-para-ti.html' title='O Mundo Para Ti...'/><author><name>Sleep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587136928239313494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/TQWLZBkwiTI/AAAAAAAAAIE/9CwoYUfZZSE/S220/58443_156685324348369_100000207077118_528856_7126198_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4950065738794540078.post-8358488530476224454</id><published>2008-12-19T23:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-19T23:29:02.364Z</updated><title type='text'>Empty Words</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have heard that eyes can reflect the soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And pictures tell a thousand  stories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;But when I look at you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Why don't I feel it's true?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;There's so  much said in Empty Words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;There are people talking everywhere I look&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;No  one saying what they mean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Still they talk anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;When there's nothing to  say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;There's so much said in Empty Words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've heard it all so many times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I still try to believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;But  you give it away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;With the things you don't say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;There's so much said in  Empty Words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've heard it all so many times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I still try to  believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;But you give it away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;With the things you don't say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;There's so  much said in Empty Words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;You've listened but you never heard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;There's so  much said in Empty Words &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4950065738794540078-8358488530476224454?l=crazysleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/feeds/8358488530476224454/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4950065738794540078&amp;postID=8358488530476224454' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/8358488530476224454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/8358488530476224454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/2008/12/empty-words.html' title='Empty Words'/><author><name>Sleep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587136928239313494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/TQWLZBkwiTI/AAAAAAAAAIE/9CwoYUfZZSE/S220/58443_156685324348369_100000207077118_528856_7126198_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4950065738794540078.post-8956072854649623863</id><published>2008-12-15T11:59:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-12-15T12:00:01.355Z</updated><title type='text'>Waiting...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The clouds have cornered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;my life again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The horizon has blinded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;my  sight again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And I know I must be strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Carrying on alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Whenever  my dreams have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;stormed 'till morning,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You were there,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;an angel, a  blessing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;No, I cannot see your smile,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And I'm defenceless,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;like a  child&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And I've been waiting,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And I've been crying,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And I've been  loving,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Loving, loving you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You were the one I wanted to live  for,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You were my life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;how could I ever ask for more,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Still my mind  went on believing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That you never would be leaving,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And I've been  waiting,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And I've been crying,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And I've been loving,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Loving, loving  you&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4950065738794540078-8956072854649623863?l=crazysleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/feeds/8956072854649623863/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4950065738794540078&amp;postID=8956072854649623863' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/8956072854649623863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/8956072854649623863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/2008/12/waiting.html' title='Waiting...'/><author><name>Sleep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587136928239313494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/TQWLZBkwiTI/AAAAAAAAAIE/9CwoYUfZZSE/S220/58443_156685324348369_100000207077118_528856_7126198_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4950065738794540078.post-3372550276279748910</id><published>2008-12-15T11:42:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-12-15T11:46:07.928Z</updated><title type='text'>Until Death Do Us Part ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was nothing before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Still I stand here today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;As a keeper of  dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;'Till the night fades away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Je l'aime à mourir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;You can tell me  again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;All the reasons to leave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;But with a touch of his hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;He can  make me believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;That I belong here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yes, I belong here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Je l'aime à  mourir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Not a moment ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was only a woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;But he fills me with  more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;In the way no one can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Je l'aime à mourir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;When he catches my  eye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;All the light from the sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Seems to wither and die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Next to all he's become&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am without fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And I would die here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Je l'aime à  mourir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It isn't fair, you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Why should I care?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;There are a  million just like me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It isn't fair, you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Why should he care?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And  live to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The world to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;He is all I've become&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;He is all that I  need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And he makes me feel one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;With the air that I breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Je l'aime à  mourir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Though sometimes we're apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Though sometimes I'm astray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's  the beat of his heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;In the music I play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;That keeps me sincere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Through  all these long years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Je l'aime à mourir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I could cry for his eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Like a  child in the cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And I will live by his side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;'Till the day I am old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Je  l'aime à mourir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;When you find someone strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Someone inside your  heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And when he takes you beyond&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Until death do us part"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;You'll  know what I mean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Why I would die here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Je l'aime à mourir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It isn't fair,  you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Why should I care?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;There are a million just like me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It isn't  fair, you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Why should he care?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And live to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The world to  me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was nothing before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Still I stand here today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;As a keeper of  dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;'Till the night fades away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Je l'aime à mourir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;You can tell me  again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;All the reasons to leave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;But with a touch of his hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;He can  make me believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;That I belong here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And I will die here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Je l'aime à  mourir &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4950065738794540078-3372550276279748910?l=crazysleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/feeds/3372550276279748910/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4950065738794540078&amp;postID=3372550276279748910' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/3372550276279748910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/3372550276279748910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/2008/12/until-death-do-us-part.html' title='Until Death Do Us Part ...'/><author><name>Sleep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587136928239313494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/TQWLZBkwiTI/AAAAAAAAAIE/9CwoYUfZZSE/S220/58443_156685324348369_100000207077118_528856_7126198_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4950065738794540078.post-8220636749822432625</id><published>2008-12-14T15:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-14T15:51:41.598Z</updated><title type='text'>Time Stood Still...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Despair, regret, and tenderness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Is what I feel for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I loved you from  the very start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;What else could I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;You read my mind, you made me  cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Time stood still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;And now I know the reasons why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Time stood  still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Maybe you're the next best thing to happen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;All  the things we might have been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;A flame becomes a fading light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;That  burns inside my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;And like a castle in the sand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;It had to fall  apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;You made me laugh, you gave me hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;It's over now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Our  happiness went up in smoke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;It's over now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Maybe you're the next best  thing to happen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;All the things we might have been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Maybe you're the  next best thing to happen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;All the things we might have been &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4950065738794540078-8220636749822432625?l=crazysleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/feeds/8220636749822432625/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4950065738794540078&amp;postID=8220636749822432625' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/8220636749822432625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/8220636749822432625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/2008/12/time-stood-still.html' title='Time Stood Still...'/><author><name>Sleep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587136928239313494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/TQWLZBkwiTI/AAAAAAAAAIE/9CwoYUfZZSE/S220/58443_156685324348369_100000207077118_528856_7126198_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4950065738794540078.post-1640598873576068386</id><published>2008-12-04T15:31:00.007Z</published><updated>2008-12-05T12:34:25.929Z</updated><title type='text'>The Love Letter...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dear "You"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're reading this, it means that i actually worked up the courage to write it. So good for me. You don't know me very well, or maybe you do...but at least you get me started. I have a tendency to go on and on about how hard the way to express myself and writing are for me. But this... this is the hardest thing I've ever had to write. There's no easy way to say this, so I'll just say it. Three years ago, I met someone, it was an "accident". I wasn't looking for it, I wasn't on the make. It was a perfect storm. He said one thing, I said another. Next thing I knew, I wanted to spend the rest of my life in the middle of that conversation. Time has past since that day... but I still got this feeling in my gut. He might be the one. He's completly nuts... in a way that makes me smile... highly addictive... A great deal of maintenance required. He's you... That's the good news... the bad news is that I don't know how to be with you... and it scares the shit out of me. Because I know that if I'm not with you right now, I have this feeling that we'll get lost out there. It's a big, bad world full of twists and turns, and people have a way of blinking and missing the moment... the moment that could've changed everything. I don't know what's wrong with us, and I can't tell you why you should waste a leap of faith on the likes of me... but damn you feel good... I feel so secure and peacefull in your arms... it just makes me wanna hug you and kiss you over and over again... and I just love you the way you are so... that's got to count for something, right?&lt;br /&gt;Just think about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faithfully yours, Sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4950065738794540078-1640598873576068386?l=crazysleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/feeds/1640598873576068386/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4950065738794540078&amp;postID=1640598873576068386' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/1640598873576068386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/1640598873576068386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/2008/12/dear-you.html' title='The Love Letter...'/><author><name>Sleep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587136928239313494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/TQWLZBkwiTI/AAAAAAAAAIE/9CwoYUfZZSE/S220/58443_156685324348369_100000207077118_528856_7126198_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4950065738794540078.post-7782025041806383079</id><published>2008-11-05T22:01:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-11-07T16:38:48.964Z</updated><title type='text'>I Remember...</title><content type='html'>I remember it well&lt;br /&gt;The first time that I saw&lt;br /&gt;Your head  around the door&lt;br /&gt;'Cause mine stopped working&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember it  well&lt;br /&gt;There was wet in your hair&lt;br /&gt;I was stood in the stairs&lt;br /&gt;And time  stopped moving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you here tonight&lt;br /&gt;I want you here&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I  can't believe what I found&lt;br /&gt;I want you here tonight&lt;br /&gt;I want you  here&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is taking me down, down, down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember it  well&lt;br /&gt;Taxied out of a storm&lt;br /&gt;To watch you perform&lt;br /&gt;And my ships were  sailing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember it well&lt;br /&gt;I was stood in your line&lt;br /&gt;And your mouth,  your mouth, your mouth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you here tonight&lt;br /&gt;I want you  here&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I can't believe what I found&lt;br /&gt;I want you here tonight&lt;br /&gt;I want  you here&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is taking me down, down, down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except you my love.  Except you my love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come all ye lost&lt;br /&gt;Dive into moss&lt;br /&gt;I hope that  my sanity covers the cost&lt;br /&gt;To remove the stain of my love&lt;br /&gt;Paper  maché&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come all ye reborn&lt;br /&gt;Blow off my horn&lt;br /&gt;I'm driving real  hard&lt;br /&gt;This is love, this is porn&lt;br /&gt;God will forgive me&lt;br /&gt;But I, I whip  myself with scorn, scorn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hear what you have to say about  me&lt;br /&gt;Hear if you're gonna live without me&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hear what you want&lt;br /&gt;I  remember december&lt;br /&gt;And I wanna hear what you have to say about me&lt;br /&gt;Hear if  you're gonna live without me&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hear what you want&lt;br /&gt;What the hell do  you want?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4950065738794540078-7782025041806383079?l=crazysleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/feeds/7782025041806383079/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4950065738794540078&amp;postID=7782025041806383079' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/7782025041806383079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/7782025041806383079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-remember.html' title='I Remember...'/><author><name>Sleep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587136928239313494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/TQWLZBkwiTI/AAAAAAAAAIE/9CwoYUfZZSE/S220/58443_156685324348369_100000207077118_528856_7126198_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4950065738794540078.post-5315647993722327886</id><published>2008-10-30T15:46:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-10-30T15:55:11.979Z</updated><title type='text'>A SHORT LOVE STORY IN STOP MOTION by Carlos Lascano</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="300"&gt;    &lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;    &lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;    &lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=877053&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1"&gt;    &lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=877053&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/877053?pg=embed&amp;amp;sec=877053"&gt;A SHORT LOVE STORY IN STOP MOTION&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/carloslascano?pg=embed&amp;amp;sec=877053"&gt;Carlos Lascano&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/?pg=embed&amp;amp;sec=877053"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This lil animation fits me perfectly... "A couple of pencil-outlined birds escape from a little girl´s drawing, leading us through the life she dreams of. " This is kinda the life i dreamed for...so simple, so peaceful and yet so intense....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4950065738794540078-5315647993722327886?l=crazysleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/feeds/5315647993722327886/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4950065738794540078&amp;postID=5315647993722327886' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/5315647993722327886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/5315647993722327886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/2008/10/short-love-story-in-stop-motion-by.html' title='A SHORT LOVE STORY IN STOP MOTION by Carlos Lascano'/><author><name>Sleep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587136928239313494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/TQWLZBkwiTI/AAAAAAAAAIE/9CwoYUfZZSE/S220/58443_156685324348369_100000207077118_528856_7126198_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4950065738794540078.post-3106113930308596671</id><published>2008-10-13T20:14:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T20:16:11.321+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Outsider</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Help me if you can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's just that this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's not the way I'm wired so could  you please&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Help me understand why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You've given into all these&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wreckless  dark desires, you're&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lying to yourself again, suicidal imbecile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Put it  on faultline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What will it take to get it through to you, precious?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Why  would I, why would I, why would I wanna watch you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Disconnect and  self-destruct one bullet at a time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What's your rush now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Everyone will  have his day to die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Medicated drama queen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Picture perfect, numb  belligerence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Narcissistic drama queen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Craving fame and all its  decadence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lying through your teeth again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Suicidal imbecile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Think  about it, put it on a faultline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What'll it take to get it through to you,  precious?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm over this, why would you wanna throw it away like this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Such  a mess, why would I wanna watch you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Disconnect and self-destruct one  bullet at a time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What's your rush now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Everyone will have his day to  die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lying to my face again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Suicidal imbecile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Think about it, you  put it on a faultline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What it take to get it through to you, precious?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Why  you wanna throw it away like this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Such a mess, over this, over  this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Have his day to die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Disconnect and self-destruct&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Over this"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4950065738794540078-3106113930308596671?l=crazysleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/feeds/3106113930308596671/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4950065738794540078&amp;postID=3106113930308596671' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/3106113930308596671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/3106113930308596671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/2008/10/outsider.html' title='The Outsider'/><author><name>Sleep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587136928239313494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/TQWLZBkwiTI/AAAAAAAAAIE/9CwoYUfZZSE/S220/58443_156685324348369_100000207077118_528856_7126198_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4950065738794540078.post-6452924128712915690</id><published>2008-09-30T23:55:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T00:03:35.467+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I Cried...</title><content type='html'>One day I met a precious soul&lt;br /&gt;Whose words had touched my heart&lt;br /&gt;His poetry resounded so&lt;br /&gt;It tore my soul apart&lt;br /&gt;But when I tried my thoughts to speak&lt;br /&gt;Emotion made my mind so weak&lt;br /&gt;And time stood still for years and years&lt;br /&gt;I bathed him in my tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried, I cried&lt;br /&gt;Tears of joy tears of pain&lt;br /&gt;I cried, I cried&lt;br /&gt;Tears of love again and again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people turn to pills and things&lt;br /&gt;To help them through the day&lt;br /&gt;To take them up or down or just&lt;br /&gt;To ease the blues away&lt;br /&gt;But me I really want to feel&lt;br /&gt;The ups and downs of life so real&lt;br /&gt;Happy or sad emotions reign&lt;br /&gt;My tears flow just the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried, I cried&lt;br /&gt;Tears of joy tears of pain&lt;br /&gt;I cried, I cried&lt;br /&gt;Tears of love again and again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna burn so completely I leave no trace&lt;br /&gt;Though so many out there would laugh in my face&lt;br /&gt;For wearing emotion so close to the skin&lt;br /&gt;Condemn me they might if to love's such a sin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried, I cried&lt;br /&gt;Tears of joy tears of pain&lt;br /&gt;I cried, I cried&lt;br /&gt;Tears of love again and again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4950065738794540078-6452924128712915690?l=crazysleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/TQWLZBkwiTI/AAAAAAAAAIE/9CwoYUfZZSE/S220/58443_156685324348369_100000207077118_528856_7126198_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4950065738794540078.post-2967158547950789151</id><published>2008-09-30T15:42:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T15:44:44.551+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Come To Me...</title><content type='html'>"Come to me&lt;br /&gt;I'll take care of you&lt;br /&gt;protect you&lt;br /&gt;calm, calm  down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're exhausted&lt;br /&gt;come lay down&lt;br /&gt;you don't have to explain&lt;br /&gt;I  understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know : that I adore you&lt;br /&gt;you know : that I love  you&lt;br /&gt;so don't make me say it&lt;br /&gt;it would burst the bubble&lt;br /&gt;break the  charm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jump  off&lt;br /&gt;your building is on fire&lt;br /&gt;I'll catch you : I'll  catch you&lt;br /&gt;destroy all that is keeping you down&lt;br /&gt;and then I'll nurse you :  I'll nurse you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know : that I adore you&lt;br /&gt;you know : that I love  you&lt;br /&gt;so don't make me say it&lt;br /&gt;it would burst the bubble&lt;br /&gt;break the charm."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4950065738794540078-2967158547950789151?l=crazysleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/feeds/2967158547950789151/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4950065738794540078&amp;postID=2967158547950789151' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/2967158547950789151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/2967158547950789151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/2008/09/come-to-me.html' title='Come To Me...'/><author><name>Sleep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587136928239313494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/TQWLZBkwiTI/AAAAAAAAAIE/9CwoYUfZZSE/S220/58443_156685324348369_100000207077118_528856_7126198_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4950065738794540078.post-6322120044130927717</id><published>2008-09-05T16:10:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T16:12:49.002+01:00</updated><title type='text'>No Other...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Take my hand come with me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;See what we can find &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Can't go wrong garuntee &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I will ease your mind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You can stand or run with me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Leave it all behind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just one day, I can make it better &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;All I want. All I need &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;No other love Just you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;No other love than you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If you can, lay with me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Count the stars at night &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't know much astrology &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;For you they shine so bright &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Make a plan, stay with me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It could be so right &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just one day, I can make it better &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;All I want, all I need &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;No other love Just you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;No other love than you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;No other love Just you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;No greater love than you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4950065738794540078-6322120044130927717?l=crazysleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/feeds/6322120044130927717/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4950065738794540078&amp;postID=6322120044130927717' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/6322120044130927717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/6322120044130927717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/2008/09/no-other.html' title='No Other...'/><author><name>Sleep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587136928239313494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/TQWLZBkwiTI/AAAAAAAAAIE/9CwoYUfZZSE/S220/58443_156685324348369_100000207077118_528856_7126198_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4950065738794540078.post-525669782633352912</id><published>2008-09-05T16:05:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T16:08:06.183+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop Complaining...</title><content type='html'>I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;But I cant seem to find the right  melody today&lt;br /&gt;I can't make the words fit how I feel&lt;br /&gt;I don't know when &lt;br /&gt;Was the last time that I slept the whole night through&lt;br /&gt;And when morning  comes around I feel tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up from the strangest dream &lt;br /&gt;With a dancing dog and a beauty queen&lt;br /&gt;They said nothing, nada, niente &lt;br /&gt;I'm empty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Your here and I'm here&lt;br /&gt;So I stop  complaining it could be raining&lt;br /&gt;And I see the answer in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Your  here and I'm here&lt;br /&gt;I keep on singing just keep on singing&lt;br /&gt;Singing &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know why&lt;br /&gt;I cant seem to find the right melody today? &lt;br /&gt;Can't make the words fit how I feel&lt;br /&gt;Do you know when&lt;br /&gt;Was the last  time that I slept the whole night through?&lt;br /&gt;Another morning comes around, I  feel tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drive down to the rodeo&lt;br /&gt;Gonna ride a bull in a  video&lt;br /&gt;But nothing, nada, neiente.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still empty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But  your here and I'm here&lt;br /&gt;So I stop complaining it could be raining&lt;br /&gt;And I  see the answer in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Your here and I'm here&lt;br /&gt;I keep on singing  just keep on singing&lt;br /&gt;Singing singing singing &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4950065738794540078-525669782633352912?l=crazysleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/feeds/525669782633352912/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4950065738794540078&amp;postID=525669782633352912' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/525669782633352912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/525669782633352912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/2008/09/stop-complaining.html' title='Stop Complaining...'/><author><name>Sleep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587136928239313494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/TQWLZBkwiTI/AAAAAAAAAIE/9CwoYUfZZSE/S220/58443_156685324348369_100000207077118_528856_7126198_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4950065738794540078.post-6635172132499646379</id><published>2008-07-23T23:03:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T00:50:06.827+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Verdades Duma Vida...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Aprendi que não posso exigir o amor de ninguém...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Posso apenas dar boas razões para que gostem de mim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;E ter paciência para que a vida faça o resto...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 style="font-weight: normal; font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: justify;" class="fr"&gt;O tempo é muito lento para os que esperam&lt;br /&gt;Muito rápido para os que têm medo&lt;br /&gt;Muito longo para os que lamentam&lt;br /&gt;Muito curto para os que festejam&lt;br /&gt;Mas, para os que amam, o tempo é eterno.&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Aprende que não importa em quantos pedaços o teu coração foi partido, o mundo não pára para que o consertes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Aprende que o tempo não é algo que possa voltar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Portanto, planta o teu  jardim e decora a tua alma, em vez de esperar que alguém te traga flores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lamentar uma dor do passado no presente,&lt;br /&gt;É criar outra dor e sofrer novamente...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4 style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: normal;" class="fr"&gt;Não é a altura, nem o peso, nem os músculos que tornam uma pessoa grande, é a sua sensibilidade sem tamanho.&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aprendi que são os pequenos acontecimentos diários que tornam a vida espetacular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lembrar é fácil para quem tem memória. Esquecer é difícil para quem tem coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Amor não é considerado um erro, mas sim algo inevitável. Porque se existe alguém que passou na vida e não amou, não viveu só passou...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando a boca não consegue dizer o que o coração sente o melhor é deixar a boca sentir o que o coração diz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4950065738794540078-6635172132499646379?l=crazysleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/feeds/6635172132499646379/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4950065738794540078&amp;postID=6635172132499646379' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/6635172132499646379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/6635172132499646379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/2008/07/verdades-duma-vida.html' title='Verdades Duma Vida...'/><author><name>Sleep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587136928239313494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/TQWLZBkwiTI/AAAAAAAAAIE/9CwoYUfZZSE/S220/58443_156685324348369_100000207077118_528856_7126198_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4950065738794540078.post-274691443926368847</id><published>2008-07-23T22:55:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T23:03:47.665+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Amor ou Amizade?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Perguntei a um sábio,&lt;br /&gt;a diferença que havia&lt;br /&gt;entre amor e amizade,&lt;br /&gt;ele me disse essa verdade...&lt;br /&gt;O Amor é mais sensível,&lt;br /&gt;a Amizade mais segura.&lt;br /&gt;O Amor nos dá asas,&lt;br /&gt;a Amizade o chão.&lt;br /&gt;No Amor há mais carinho,&lt;br /&gt;na Amizade compreensão.&lt;br /&gt;O Amor é plantado&lt;br /&gt;e com carinho cultivado,&lt;br /&gt;a Amizade vem faceira,&lt;br /&gt;e com troca de alegria e tristeza,&lt;br /&gt;torna-se uma grande e querida&lt;br /&gt;companheira.&lt;br /&gt;Mas quando o Amor é sincero&lt;br /&gt;ele vem com um grande amigo,&lt;br /&gt;e quando a Amizade é concreta,&lt;br /&gt;ela é cheia de amor e carinho.&lt;br /&gt;Quando se tem um amigo&lt;br /&gt;ou uma grande paixão,&lt;br /&gt;ambos sentimentos coexistem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;dentro do seu coração."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;William Shakespeare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4950065738794540078-274691443926368847?l=crazysleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/feeds/274691443926368847/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4950065738794540078&amp;postID=274691443926368847' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/274691443926368847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/274691443926368847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/2008/07/amor-ou-amizade.html' title='Amor ou Amizade?'/><author><name>Sleep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587136928239313494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/TQWLZBkwiTI/AAAAAAAAAIE/9CwoYUfZZSE/S220/58443_156685324348369_100000207077118_528856_7126198_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4950065738794540078.post-2265531788034038136</id><published>2008-06-08T11:00:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:22:22.071Z</updated><title type='text'>Shpongle - Are You Shpongled?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/SEut6dGfewI/AAAAAAAAAEs/QS9f1QictO4/s1600-h/shpongle_areyou.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 237px; height: 237px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/SEut6dGfewI/AAAAAAAAAEs/QS9f1QictO4/s320/shpongle_areyou.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209448613739985666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shpongle é a aventura interestelar do psiconauta professor Simon Posford, anteriormente conhecido como Hallucinogen, Raja Ram, e um dos fundadores do sistema de som de Ibiza “1200 Micrograms”. Este som tem relaxado os chillouts das festas psicadélicas, as cabanas dos curandeiros xamãs, e as pistas de dança étnica mais flipadas, desde o lançamento do primeiro álbum “Are You Shpongled?”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simon Posford conseguiu reputação elevada logo desde o início, como Hallucinogen, através da editora transe do Reino Unido Twisted Records, uma das principais no género e fundada por si próprio. Raja Ram é um tocador de flauta professional. Após uma longa pausa musical, o homem inicialmente conhecido como Ronald Rothfield interessou-se por música electrónica e lançou a conhecida marca goa TIP, em 1994.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shpongle é uma das aventuras musicais mais fixes que alguma vez ouvirás! Contém todos os extremos psicadélicos mais apreciados nas viagens enteógenas. Algumas músicas são hilariantes, outras tribais ou provindas de outros mundos, outras sérias, serenas ou transformadoras… A lista continua, cobrindo de fio a pavio uma infinda variedade de sons cósmicos e interplanetares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É difícil descrever o som Shpongle, visto que cada música contém uma misturada de influências étnicas e extraterrestres, algumas partes parecem latim, outras transe psicadélico, outras parecem triphop ou ragas, continuamente em alteração. A criatividade musical das misturas destas cordas e arranjos é fenomenal e única, por isso dá uma olhada nas amostras. Shpongla-te!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4950065738794540078-2265531788034038136?l=crazysleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/feeds/2265531788034038136/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4950065738794540078&amp;postID=2265531788034038136' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/2265531788034038136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/2265531788034038136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/2008/06/shpongle-are-you-shpongled.html' title='Shpongle - Are You Shpongled?'/><author><name>Sleep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587136928239313494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/TQWLZBkwiTI/AAAAAAAAAIE/9CwoYUfZZSE/S220/58443_156685324348369_100000207077118_528856_7126198_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/SEut6dGfewI/AAAAAAAAAEs/QS9f1QictO4/s72-c/shpongle_areyou.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4950065738794540078.post-5351817426418738695</id><published>2008-04-07T15:41:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T15:42:56.222+01:00</updated><title type='text'>As Palavras Que Nunca Te Disse...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Entraste no meu coração,&lt;br /&gt;sem eu mesma esperar.&lt;br /&gt;A minha vergonha não tem cabimento,&lt;br /&gt;e eu não sei como a ti me expressar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gostaria de uma maneira saber,&lt;br /&gt;de o que eu sinto te poder dizer;&lt;br /&gt;e no meu coração poder manter,&lt;br /&gt;a esperança de um dia te vir a ter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quantas vezes to quis dizer,&lt;br /&gt;mas sempre me faltou a coragem.&lt;br /&gt;E de cada vez que te volto a ver,&lt;br /&gt;minha mente parece fazer uma viagem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E aqui me declaro,&lt;br /&gt;o que eu sinto já tu deves saber,&lt;br /&gt;e o meu coração sempre pára,&lt;br /&gt;quando penso em te perder...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4950065738794540078-5351817426418738695?l=crazysleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/feeds/5351817426418738695/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4950065738794540078&amp;postID=5351817426418738695' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/5351817426418738695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/5351817426418738695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/2008/04/as-palavras-que-nunca-te-disse.html' title='As Palavras Que Nunca Te Disse...'/><author><name>Sleep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587136928239313494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/TQWLZBkwiTI/AAAAAAAAAIE/9CwoYUfZZSE/S220/58443_156685324348369_100000207077118_528856_7126198_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4950065738794540078.post-9078493126954425318</id><published>2008-04-07T15:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T15:11:56.804+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Amo-Te... (essa palavra tão pequena e no entanto tão poderosa...)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Amo-te na grandeza deste instante,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;que se faz eterno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Amo-te na hora em que estamos juntos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;e nos instantes em que não te vejo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Amo-te na saudade,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;na lembrança e na ausência.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Amo-te nas minhas alegrias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;e nas minhas tristezas..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Amo-te quando enxugas as minhas lágrimas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;com as tuas palavras de carinho e de conforto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Amo-te nos meus sonhos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;e amo-te na realidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Amo-te à distância e em silêncio,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;amo-te na frieza e na indiferença.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Amo-te do fundo do meu ser, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;amo-te do fundo da minha alma...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4950065738794540078-9078493126954425318?l=crazysleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/feeds/9078493126954425318/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4950065738794540078&amp;postID=9078493126954425318' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/9078493126954425318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/9078493126954425318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/2008/04/amo-te-essa-palavra-to-pequena-e-no.html' title='Amo-Te... (essa palavra tão pequena e no entanto tão poderosa...)'/><author><name>Sleep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587136928239313494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/TQWLZBkwiTI/AAAAAAAAAIE/9CwoYUfZZSE/S220/58443_156685324348369_100000207077118_528856_7126198_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4950065738794540078.post-3397419582316467318</id><published>2008-04-07T04:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T04:07:30.524+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost And Found...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="lyrics"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"I sit in your chair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;You are aware of me and my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;You  speak of words that are unheard of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Though many await your time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The  pilgrim men with the dark jacks on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;You are a shining star&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Your hands,  they reach through all of our lives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This far in the universe you  are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;You are, you are, you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The hardest thing in the world is to  speak my fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am afraid to let go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;My beautiful boy, I love you the  most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;With you I share my life in joy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;In joy, in joy, in joy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I  sit in your chair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The room that we are in is filled with people from the  past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's you who cares and all that I live for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Is to have a home that  lasts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;A home, a home, a home..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4950065738794540078-3397419582316467318?l=crazysleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/feeds/3397419582316467318/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4950065738794540078&amp;postID=3397419582316467318' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/3397419582316467318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/3397419582316467318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/2008/04/lost-and-found.html' title='Lost And Found...'/><author><name>Sleep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587136928239313494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/TQWLZBkwiTI/AAAAAAAAAIE/9CwoYUfZZSE/S220/58443_156685324348369_100000207077118_528856_7126198_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4950065738794540078.post-1380134421075446326</id><published>2008-04-07T03:43:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T03:52:50.985+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Day After Yesterday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Today is the day after yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And yesterday didn't go so well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My love  came down and assured me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sit down I have something to tell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When I met  you my eyes hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That is how beautiful you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't suppose I could  feel this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If I'd still have you by my side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;By my side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I did not  anticipate your candour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Even though I didn't know you too well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;They say  one door closed is another door open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But this door is leading me straight to  hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When I met you my eyes hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That is how beautiful you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I  don't suppose I could feel this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If I'd still have you by my side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;By my  side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm just broken up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm caving in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That is how tired I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I  don't suppose I could feel this way..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4950065738794540078-1380134421075446326?l=crazysleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/feeds/1380134421075446326/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4950065738794540078&amp;postID=1380134421075446326' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/1380134421075446326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/1380134421075446326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/2008/04/day-after-yesterday.html' title='Day After Yesterday...'/><author><name>Sleep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587136928239313494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/TQWLZBkwiTI/AAAAAAAAAIE/9CwoYUfZZSE/S220/58443_156685324348369_100000207077118_528856_7126198_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4950065738794540078.post-6809735121396983667</id><published>2008-04-07T03:04:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:22:22.269Z</updated><title type='text'>Agua De Annique... Isto é liiiiiiiindoooooo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/R_mBM_BDZlI/AAAAAAAAAEc/xRwyjbFSQ8k/s1600-h/agua%252Bde%252Bannique.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/R_mBM_BDZlI/AAAAAAAAAEc/xRwyjbFSQ8k/s320/agua%252Bde%252Bannique.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186318505968100946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Projecto a solo da ex-vocalista da banda holandesa The Gathering, Anneke Van Giersbergen têm um dos mais fantásticos vocais surgidos no metal, esse álbum apesar de em alguns momentos aparecer algumas guitarras metalizadas se destaca por um conteúdo mais experimental, repleto de climas mais densos, emotivos e intimistas. Em 2007 pode não ter sido considerado o melhor álbum do ano, mas certamente foi o mais belo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Download: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/pt/?d=H374ZLB4"&gt;  http://www.megaupload.com/pt/?d=H374ZLB4&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/83644744/Agua_De_Annique.rar.html"&gt;http://rapidshare.com/files/83644744/Agua_De_Annique.rar.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4950065738794540078-6809735121396983667?l=crazysleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/feeds/6809735121396983667/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4950065738794540078&amp;postID=6809735121396983667' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/6809735121396983667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/6809735121396983667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/2008/04/agua-de-annique-isto-liiiiiiiindoooooo.html' title='Agua De Annique... Isto é liiiiiiiindoooooo'/><author><name>Sleep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587136928239313494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/TQWLZBkwiTI/AAAAAAAAAIE/9CwoYUfZZSE/S220/58443_156685324348369_100000207077118_528856_7126198_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/R_mBM_BDZlI/AAAAAAAAAEc/xRwyjbFSQ8k/s72-c/agua%252Bde%252Bannique.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4950065738794540078.post-4424006511664810940</id><published>2008-04-07T02:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T02:58:19.217+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Come Wander With Me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics"&gt;"He said&lt;br /&gt;Come wander with me, Love&lt;br /&gt;Come wander with  me&lt;br /&gt;Away from this sad world&lt;br /&gt;Come wander with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He came from the  sunset&lt;br /&gt;He came from the sea&lt;br /&gt;He came from my sorrow&lt;br /&gt;And can love only  me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh where is the wanderer&lt;br /&gt;Who wandered this way&lt;br /&gt;He's passed on  his wandering&lt;br /&gt;And will never go away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sang of a sweet love&lt;br /&gt;Of  dreams that would be&lt;br /&gt;But I was sworn to another&lt;br /&gt;And could never be free. "  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4950065738794540078-4424006511664810940?l=crazysleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/feeds/4424006511664810940/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4950065738794540078&amp;postID=4424006511664810940' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/4424006511664810940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/4424006511664810940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/2008/04/come-wander-with-me.html' title='Come Wander With Me...'/><author><name>Sleep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587136928239313494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/TQWLZBkwiTI/AAAAAAAAAIE/9CwoYUfZZSE/S220/58443_156685324348369_100000207077118_528856_7126198_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4950065738794540078.post-5361353421446718569</id><published>2008-03-30T20:26:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T20:28:47.024+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Quero...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tocar-te todos os dias, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sentir-te todas as horas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dizer que te amo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Penetrar em teus pensamentos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;E sentir o perfume da tua alma... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ser presença viva nos teus dias, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A mão que te acaricia, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As palavras que te confortam, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;E o desejo que te sacia... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ser a água que te banha, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;O sabonete que te alisa, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A toalha que te envolve, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;E a luz que te ilumina... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ser o som que ouves, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A dor que te angustia, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A alegria que vives, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;E a saudade que sentes... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ser o sorriso presente, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;O amor eterno... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4950065738794540078-5361353421446718569?l=crazysleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/feeds/5361353421446718569/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4950065738794540078&amp;postID=5361353421446718569' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/5361353421446718569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/5361353421446718569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/2008/03/quero.html' title='Quero...'/><author><name>Sleep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587136928239313494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/TQWLZBkwiTI/AAAAAAAAAIE/9CwoYUfZZSE/S220/58443_156685324348369_100000207077118_528856_7126198_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4950065738794540078.post-2320675788600809125</id><published>2008-03-30T20:21:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T20:25:15.537+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A Noite Protege-me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;A noite protege-me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;e o dia oferece-me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Se na noite vens-me buscar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;é no dia que me vais encontrar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Vem que serei tua actriz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Meus sonhos te quero dar, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sentir a tua boca sempre quis, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;e junto à ti quero cavalgar! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Quero ser a tua noite e o teu dia, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Quero proteger-te e oferecer-me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Quero ser a musa da tua poesia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tua lua, teu sol eu quero ser!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4950065738794540078-2320675788600809125?l=crazysleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/feeds/2320675788600809125/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4950065738794540078&amp;postID=2320675788600809125' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/2320675788600809125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/2320675788600809125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/2008/03/noite-protege-me.html' title='A Noite Protege-me...'/><author><name>Sleep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587136928239313494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/TQWLZBkwiTI/AAAAAAAAAIE/9CwoYUfZZSE/S220/58443_156685324348369_100000207077118_528856_7126198_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4950065738794540078.post-7283156379383712917</id><published>2008-03-30T20:14:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T20:20:28.119+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Quem Sabe Isso Quer Dizer Amor...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cheguei a tempo de te ver acordar, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;vim correndo à frente do sol, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;abri a porta e antes de entrar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;revi a vida inteira. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pensei em tudo que é possível falar, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;que sirva apenas para nós dois, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;sinais de bem, desejos vitais, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;pequenos fragmentos de luz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Falar da cor dos temporais,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;do céu azul, das flores de abril, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;pensar além do bem e do mal, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;lembrar de coisas que ninguém viu; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;o mundo lá sempre a rodar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;e em cima dele tudo vale, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;quem sabe isso quer dizer amor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;estrada de fazer o sonho acontecer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pensei no tempo e era tempo demais, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;olhaste sorrindo pra mim, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;acenaste me um beijo de paz &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;viraste a minha cabeça. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Eu simplesmente não consigo parar, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;lá fora o dia já clareou, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;mas se quiseres transformar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;o ribeiro em braço de mar, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Terás que encontrar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;onde nasce a fonte do ser, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;e perceber o meu coração &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;bater mais forte só por ti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;O mundo lá sempre a rodar, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;e em cima dele tudo vale... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;quem sabe isso quer dizer amor, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;estrada de fazer o sonho acontecer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4950065738794540078-7283156379383712917?l=crazysleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/feeds/7283156379383712917/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4950065738794540078&amp;postID=7283156379383712917' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/7283156379383712917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/7283156379383712917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/2008/03/quem-sabe-isso-quer-dizer-amor.html' title='Quem Sabe Isso Quer Dizer Amor...'/><author><name>Sleep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587136928239313494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/TQWLZBkwiTI/AAAAAAAAAIE/9CwoYUfZZSE/S220/58443_156685324348369_100000207077118_528856_7126198_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4950065738794540078.post-6247400631173077306</id><published>2008-03-30T20:11:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T20:12:44.763+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sonhar...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sonhar ...Ah! Sonhar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;O que vem antes da realidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;são os sonhos, idealizados, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;buscados, desejados...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Eu vivo nesse mundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;onde habita o lúdico&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;o mágico, o encantado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Que trago à realidade vivida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;toda a ternura , toda a doçura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;desse doce sonhar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; E PERGUNTO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; O QUE SERIA DA VIDA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; SEM SONHOS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sem os nossos ideais, sem a busca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;da felicidade...sem amigos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;sem um grande amor??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sem respostas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;caminho e eternizo a minha estrada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;nessa terra do sonhar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;E tu !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;VENS COMIGO?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Vem agora!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Vem juntinho!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Assim, pertinho...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sonhar juntinho...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Aqui!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;DOCES SONHOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4950065738794540078-6247400631173077306?l=crazysleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/feeds/6247400631173077306/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4950065738794540078&amp;postID=6247400631173077306' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/6247400631173077306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/6247400631173077306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/2008/03/sonhar.html' title='Sonhar...'/><author><name>Sleep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587136928239313494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/TQWLZBkwiTI/AAAAAAAAAIE/9CwoYUfZZSE/S220/58443_156685324348369_100000207077118_528856_7126198_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4950065738794540078.post-1644840860845324696</id><published>2008-03-30T20:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T20:09:51.122+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentimentos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: justify;"&gt;Coisas lindas que se tira directo do profundo de cada um&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;algo que não falamos e nem escrevemos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;mas que vêm do infinito da nossa alma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Que não se apalpa e nem se vê&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;mas se sente em cada coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;que balança qualquer ser .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pois atinge as bases da emoção&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;e não tem ninguém forte que não chore &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;e derrame lágrimas no chão...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4950065738794540078-1644840860845324696?l=crazysleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/feeds/1644840860845324696/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4950065738794540078&amp;postID=1644840860845324696' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/1644840860845324696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/1644840860845324696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/2008/03/sentimentos.html' title='Sentimentos'/><author><name>Sleep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587136928239313494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/TQWLZBkwiTI/AAAAAAAAAIE/9CwoYUfZZSE/S220/58443_156685324348369_100000207077118_528856_7126198_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4950065738794540078.post-1531376159058407654</id><published>2008-03-30T17:50:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:22:22.477Z</updated><title type='text'>Diablo Swing Orchestra - The Butcher's Ballroom [2006] é muuuuuito bom xD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/R-_FMvBDZkI/AAAAAAAAAEU/4pqQDIYTokg/s1600-h/diablo%2Bcd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 189px; height: 171px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/R-_FMvBDZkI/AAAAAAAAAEU/4pqQDIYTokg/s320/diablo%2Bcd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183578518696715842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Segundo a mitologia, a Diablo Swing Orchestra foi fundada em 1501 na Suécia, onde obteve um sucesso avassalador. Sua música era considerada divina por todos que a ouviam e lotavam os shows da banda. A Igreja, no auge do seu poder, começou a temer o poder da Orchestra e sua ira recaiu sobre os integrantes da banda, que foram perseguidos e mortos. Porém, antes de serem sentenciados à morte por enforcamento, eles fizeram um pacto para que o grupo ressurgisse com seus descendentes muitos anos depois.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em 2003, os descendentes se reuniram em Estocolmo. Sabendo que o dom musical que os havia sido passado não deveria ficar escondido, eles decidiram mostrar ao mundo aquilo que seus antepassados foram proibidos de mostrar. Infelizmente as músicas da banda original haviam sido confiscadas e queimadas pela Igreja, restando à nova formação compor sua própria música. Annlouice tem uma voz poderosa e ao mesmo tempo angelical, que se mostra perfeita para o estilo da banda. Pontus ficou encarregado de dar um toque contemporâneo à banda com suas influências de dance music. Daniel ficou responsável pelas guitarras e composições e Anders pelo baixo com orientações de funk. A poderosa bateria ficou com Andrea e o cello com Johannes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The Balrog Boogie”, a primeira faixa do álbum de estréia &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Butcher's Ballroom&lt;/span&gt;, mostra um pouco da versatilidade e inovação da Diablo Swing Orchestra. A música tem trompetes revelando influencias claras de swing, guitarras e da bateria mostrando um jazz mais dançante, baixo bem marcado, e os divinos vocais líricos da vocalista Annlouice atingindo tons inimagináveis. Por essa única amostra fica difícil definir um estilo para a banda. A música seguinte, intitulada “Heroines”, continua com o baixo bem marcado acompanhando a bateria, e mostra um pouco mais do caminho em que o CD irá tomar. Guitarras com acordes curtos de metal e trompetes dignos de músicas TexMex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O instrumental da banda lembra o dos alemães do Haggard com suas guitarras metaleiras e seus instrumentos clássicos, já os vocais lembram os de Floor Jansen, do After Forever, com mais força e graça. Há também ritmos dançantes em algumas músicas, que não te deixam ficar muito tempo sem balançar a cabeça ou tentar cantar junto com os impossíveis vocais de Annlouice. Misturar guitarras de metal, com trompetes de swing, cellos clássicos que parecem retirados de trilhas sonoras de filmes épicos, violões típicos de ritmos latinos, teclados eletrônicos, e vocais dignos de óperas, cantados em latim, italiano e inglês, poderia resultar em uma grande mistureba, mas a banda mostra um grande conhecimento musical para unir todos esses elementos em um som harmonioso. Recomenda-se a audição pelo menos da primeira música. Ninguém merece morrer sem antes ter ouvido a Diablo Swing Orchestra.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4950065738794540078-1531376159058407654?l=crazysleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/feeds/1531376159058407654/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4950065738794540078&amp;postID=1531376159058407654' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/1531376159058407654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/1531376159058407654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/2008/03/diablo-swing-orchestra-butchers.html' title='Diablo Swing Orchestra - The Butcher&apos;s Ballroom [2006] é muuuuuito bom xD'/><author><name>Sleep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587136928239313494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/TQWLZBkwiTI/AAAAAAAAAIE/9CwoYUfZZSE/S220/58443_156685324348369_100000207077118_528856_7126198_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/R-_FMvBDZkI/AAAAAAAAAEU/4pqQDIYTokg/s72-c/diablo%2Bcd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4950065738794540078.post-167749143156190432</id><published>2008-03-30T04:47:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:22:22.759Z</updated><title type='text'>You Make Me Feel Like This...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/R-8OfvBDZiI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JMYrUU1EE3g/s1600-h/1005240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 169px; height: 120px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/R-8OfvBDZiI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JMYrUU1EE3g/s320/1005240.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183377634486347298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The only aphrodisiac I need is your voice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hearing you speak my name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Beckoning me to answer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Telling me you want me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So I tell you that you're the answer to every question I've ever had about love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Without words I use my tongue to tell the tale of us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tracing your shadowscape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Kneeling before you my eyes feast upon your masculinity and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;All its divinity and I praise you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Because all of that is for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I begin to indulge myself of your delicacies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Digesting semi-sweet dark chocolate decadence as it melts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dripping down my chin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Your taste is something godiva couldn't re-create&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Needing every atom of your anatomy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Necessity is placed upon me knowing you are the source of my serendipity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dipping in and out of me stroking more than my consciesness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Subconsciously I find myself rewinding our love scenes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In my daydreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Seeing that face you make when you're making me cum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And it makes me want you right there and then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thinking of you in inappropriate places I get&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tingling sensations in private locations where I wish to be caught between a rock and your hard place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As wetness develops my legs begin to open and my spot turns to a backdraft and all I want you to do is extinguish it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You know my body like the back of your hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And touch me and send me into ecstacy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My thighs quiver in anticipation of deep penetration which gets me high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Body rising&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sweating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Panting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Make-up melting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pulling my hair and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Scratching my back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I get a temporary case of tourettes because all I can say are four letter words in a four octave-range screaming your name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You fucking me makes me bilingual&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I see your tongue pink between your lips and I want it between mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And I struggle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As you lick torturing me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I try to get away but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Not really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Running out of room begging for more up against the wall that has been scuffed by my stilletos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You pry apart my thighs and tell me to be still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And I willingly submit to you because I love the way you dominate me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Demanding that I cum for you so I do as I'm told&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You've molded me so I'm good to no-one else but you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You've conquered this once orgasmicless world and multiplied it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Again and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My face radiates with after-glow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My pillow scented by you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A fragrance which haunts me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My room smells of the best sex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Covered in body prints and finger prints and you above me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Your name written indelibly upon my body in your genetic history&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You fucking me makes me bilingual&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4950065738794540078-167749143156190432?l=crazysleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/feeds/167749143156190432/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4950065738794540078&amp;postID=167749143156190432' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/167749143156190432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/167749143156190432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/2008/03/you-make-me-feel-like-this.html' title='You Make Me Feel Like This...'/><author><name>Sleep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587136928239313494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/TQWLZBkwiTI/AAAAAAAAAIE/9CwoYUfZZSE/S220/58443_156685324348369_100000207077118_528856_7126198_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/R-8OfvBDZiI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JMYrUU1EE3g/s72-c/1005240.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4950065738794540078.post-3705019324069367171</id><published>2008-02-26T13:38:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-02-26T13:38:43.260Z</updated><title type='text'>Sonho...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    De suspirar em vão já fatigado,&lt;br /&gt;Dando trégua a meus males eu dormia;&lt;br /&gt;Eis que junto de mim sonhei que via&lt;br /&gt;Da Morte o gesto lívido e mirrado:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curva fouce no punho descarnado&lt;br /&gt;Sustentava a cruel, e me dizia:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;Eu venho terminar tua agonia;&lt;br /&gt;Morre, não penes mais, ó desgraçado!&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quis ferir-me, e de Amor foi atalhada,&lt;br /&gt;Que armado de cruentos passadores&lt;br /&gt;Aparece, e lhe diz com voz irada:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;Emprega noutro objecto teus rigores;&lt;br /&gt;Que esta vida infeliz está guardada&lt;br /&gt;Para vítima só de meus furores.&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bocage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4950065738794540078-3705019324069367171?l=crazysleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/feeds/3705019324069367171/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4950065738794540078&amp;postID=3705019324069367171' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/3705019324069367171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/3705019324069367171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/2008/02/sonho.html' title='Sonho...'/><author><name>Sleep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587136928239313494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/TQWLZBkwiTI/AAAAAAAAAIE/9CwoYUfZZSE/S220/58443_156685324348369_100000207077118_528856_7126198_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4950065738794540078.post-5331855788033867565</id><published>2008-02-26T13:33:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-02-26T13:33:43.331Z</updated><title type='text'>Ser Poeta....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;    &lt;/span&gt; Ser poeta é ser mais alto, é ser maior&lt;br /&gt;Do que os homens! Morder como quem beija!&lt;br /&gt;É ser mendigo e dar como quem seja&lt;br /&gt;Rei do Reino de Áquem e de Além Dor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É ter de mil desejos o esplendor&lt;br /&gt;E não saber sequer que se deseja!&lt;br /&gt;É ter cá dentro um astro que flameja,&lt;br /&gt;É ter garras e asas de condor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É ter fome, é ter sede de Infinito!&lt;br /&gt;Por elmo, as manhãs de oiro e de cetim...&lt;br /&gt;É condensar o mundo num só grito!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E é amar-te, assim, perdidamente...&lt;br /&gt;É seres alma, e sangue, e vida em mim&lt;br /&gt;E dizê-lo cantando a toda a gente!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                   Florbela Espanca&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4950065738794540078-5331855788033867565?l=crazysleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/feeds/5331855788033867565/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4950065738794540078&amp;postID=5331855788033867565' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/5331855788033867565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/5331855788033867565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/2008/02/ser-poeta.html' title='Ser Poeta....'/><author><name>Sleep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587136928239313494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/TQWLZBkwiTI/AAAAAAAAAIE/9CwoYUfZZSE/S220/58443_156685324348369_100000207077118_528856_7126198_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4950065738794540078.post-8296645945490955313</id><published>2008-02-26T13:03:00.007Z</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:22:23.077Z</updated><title type='text'>Ai o Chã da Índia...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/R8RgGeDPfII/AAAAAAAAAD0/AtUfT-SVgB4/s1600-h/weed+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/R8RgGeDPfII/AAAAAAAAAD0/AtUfT-SVgB4/s320/weed+.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171363936390315138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ora cá está....fumus a mais é no que dá, até o meu PC se queixa coitado... lololol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4950065738794540078-8296645945490955313?l=crazysleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/feeds/8296645945490955313/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4950065738794540078&amp;postID=8296645945490955313' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/8296645945490955313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/8296645945490955313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/2008/02/ai-o-ch-da-ndia.html' title='Ai o Chã da Índia...'/><author><name>Sleep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587136928239313494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/TQWLZBkwiTI/AAAAAAAAAIE/9CwoYUfZZSE/S220/58443_156685324348369_100000207077118_528856_7126198_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/R8RgGeDPfII/AAAAAAAAAD0/AtUfT-SVgB4/s72-c/weed+.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4950065738794540078.post-5451627119900615636</id><published>2008-02-26T12:54:00.005Z</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:22:23.201Z</updated><title type='text'>Woman's Heart...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/R8QMeeDPfGI/AAAAAAAAADg/R5qLYGfG4nA/s1600-h/pic.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/R8QMeeDPfGI/AAAAAAAAADg/R5qLYGfG4nA/s320/pic.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171271989730442338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nenhum homem consegue decifrar o coração de uma mulher, ele é demasiado complexo, vivo, é um Mundo em si... é o sitio em todo o Universo onde pode existir a maior quantidade de amor, ou vice-versa a maior quantidade de gelo e de indiferença quando magoado....devia ser crime partir o coração de uma Mulher, pois elas sabem espalhar carinho e amor como nenhum outro ser vivo a face da terra. Cheio de detalhes que nos escapam, cheio de força e de vontades irreverentes, &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;é completamente imprevisível....tanto pode ser susceptível de querer partilhar tudo e de amar sem pedir nada em troca como pode reivindicar ser amado como o coração de uma Julieta, num egoísmo de querer a atenção toda para ele e que tão bem descreve as românticas, não dá para entender ou ler. Num todo, não há meio de um homem o perceber, mas também não teria nenhum sentido ou gosto compreende-lo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4950065738794540078-5451627119900615636?l=crazysleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/feeds/5451627119900615636/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4950065738794540078&amp;postID=5451627119900615636' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/5451627119900615636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/5451627119900615636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/2008/02/womans-heart.html' title='Woman&apos;s Heart...'/><author><name>Sleep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587136928239313494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/TQWLZBkwiTI/AAAAAAAAAIE/9CwoYUfZZSE/S220/58443_156685324348369_100000207077118_528856_7126198_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/R8QMeeDPfGI/AAAAAAAAADg/R5qLYGfG4nA/s72-c/pic.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4950065738794540078.post-958931684059295370</id><published>2008-01-23T17:34:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:22:24.072Z</updated><title type='text'>Ai Que Nervos!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/R5d8s5PYGxI/AAAAAAAAACo/fnxJ870p4t0/s1600-h/index.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/R5d8s5PYGxI/AAAAAAAAACo/fnxJ870p4t0/s320/index.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158729008897596178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nunca vos aconteceu de conhecer aquelas pessoas bué d' irritantes na net, que em vez de conversar com elas só vos dá vontade de espancá-las? Pois é... este post é dedicado a todas essas pessoas que navegam por aí e que não têm nada na cabeça...enfim, fazer o k né? lololol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4950065738794540078-958931684059295370?l=crazysleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/feeds/958931684059295370/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4950065738794540078&amp;postID=958931684059295370' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/958931684059295370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/958931684059295370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/2008/01/ai-que-nervos.html' title='Ai Que Nervos!!!'/><author><name>Sleep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587136928239313494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/TQWLZBkwiTI/AAAAAAAAAIE/9CwoYUfZZSE/S220/58443_156685324348369_100000207077118_528856_7126198_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/R5d8s5PYGxI/AAAAAAAAACo/fnxJ870p4t0/s72-c/index.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4950065738794540078.post-5694689980966729134</id><published>2008-01-23T17:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:22:24.214Z</updated><title type='text'>100% Uncensored Radio • http://powerpassionradio.piczo.com •</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/R5d5WZPYGuI/AAAAAAAAACQ/iuIyXO0WIoc/s1600-h/i319534927_71118_6.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/R5d5WZPYGuI/AAAAAAAAACQ/iuIyXO0WIoc/s320/i319534927_71118_6.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158725323815656162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se curtem boa música, liguem se a esta rádio...&lt;br /&gt;Escusado será dizer k sou Dj lá lolol... Tinha de chegar lá eu pra revolucionar akilo tudo, afinal&lt;br /&gt;não se pode ouvir só um tipo de música né? Há que se ouvir de tudo :P&lt;br /&gt;Ah...e é mesmo uma rádio sem censura lolol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4950065738794540078-5694689980966729134?l=crazysleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/feeds/5694689980966729134/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4950065738794540078&amp;postID=5694689980966729134' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/5694689980966729134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/5694689980966729134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/2008/01/100-uncencered-radio.html' title='100% Uncensored Radio • http://powerpassionradio.piczo.com •'/><author><name>Sleep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587136928239313494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/TQWLZBkwiTI/AAAAAAAAAIE/9CwoYUfZZSE/S220/58443_156685324348369_100000207077118_528856_7126198_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/R5d5WZPYGuI/AAAAAAAAACQ/iuIyXO0WIoc/s72-c/i319534927_71118_6.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4950065738794540078.post-3552490343556369794</id><published>2008-01-23T15:57:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:22:25.588Z</updated><title type='text'>K Raio De Coisa É Essa De DC++ ??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/R5dlmpPYGsI/AAAAAAAAACA/lWOPWwCqdWg/s1600-h/dcpp-filesharing-logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/R5dlmpPYGsI/AAAAAAAAACA/lWOPWwCqdWg/s320/dcpp-filesharing-logo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158703612755974850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Perguntam vocês, que raio de bicho é este de DC++??? Não é nenhum bicho de 7 cabeças, é apenas um mundo "encantado", onde pralém de se sacar tudo e mais alguma coisa, se convive e se cria laços de amizade inegualáveis... e acreditem que sei o k digo...qual mulas, qual btugas, qual carapuça...DC é k é lol.&lt;br /&gt;Experimentem...não vão querer outra coisa... ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4950065738794540078-3552490343556369794?l=crazysleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/feeds/3552490343556369794/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4950065738794540078&amp;postID=3552490343556369794' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/3552490343556369794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/3552490343556369794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/2008/01/o-mundo-do-dc.html' title='K Raio De Coisa É Essa De DC++ ??'/><author><name>Sleep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587136928239313494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/TQWLZBkwiTI/AAAAAAAAAIE/9CwoYUfZZSE/S220/58443_156685324348369_100000207077118_528856_7126198_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/R5dlmpPYGsI/AAAAAAAAACA/lWOPWwCqdWg/s72-c/dcpp-filesharing-logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4950065738794540078.post-2803724434730076245</id><published>2008-01-23T15:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:22:25.803Z</updated><title type='text'>Third Eye</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/R5dglZPYGrI/AAAAAAAAAB4/IXAGxUl6HaA/s1600-h/TOOL_Third_eye.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 162px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/R5dglZPYGrI/AAAAAAAAAB4/IXAGxUl6HaA/s200/TOOL_Third_eye.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158698093722999474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"See, I think drugs have done some good things for us, I really&lt;br /&gt;do, and if  you don't believe drugs have done good things for us,&lt;br /&gt;do me a favor. Go home  tonight and take all your albums, all&lt;br /&gt;your tapes, and all your CDs and burn  'em. Cause you know what?&lt;br /&gt;The musicians who made all that great music that's  enhanced&lt;br /&gt;your lives throughout the years? Rrrrreal fuckin' high  on&lt;br /&gt;drugs."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Today a young man on acid realized that all matter is  merely&lt;br /&gt;energy condensed into a slow vibration, that we are all  one&lt;br /&gt;consciousness, experiencing itself subjectively, there's no such&lt;br /&gt;thing  as death, life is only a dream, and we're the imagination&lt;br /&gt;of ourselves.  Here's Tom with the weather."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's not a war on drugs, it's a war on  personal freedom, is&lt;br /&gt;what it is, okay? Keep that in mind at all times.  Thank&lt;br /&gt;you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Bill Hicks)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4950065738794540078-2803724434730076245?l=crazysleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/feeds/2803724434730076245/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4950065738794540078&amp;postID=2803724434730076245' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/2803724434730076245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/2803724434730076245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/2008/01/third-eye.html' title='Third Eye'/><author><name>Sleep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587136928239313494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/TQWLZBkwiTI/AAAAAAAAAIE/9CwoYUfZZSE/S220/58443_156685324348369_100000207077118_528856_7126198_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/R5dglZPYGrI/AAAAAAAAAB4/IXAGxUl6HaA/s72-c/TOOL_Third_eye.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4950065738794540078.post-1755630922094798266</id><published>2008-01-23T15:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:22:25.958Z</updated><title type='text'>Depois Do Rock, Vem o Metal... Tool</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/R5ddp5PYGqI/AAAAAAAAABw/hWPQa0xeDxY/s1600-h/tool4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/R5ddp5PYGqI/AAAAAAAAABw/hWPQa0xeDxY/s200/tool4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158694872497527458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;E claro, como não poderia deixar de ser, outra banda de eleição é Tool...só quem sente é que sabe a magia desta banda...palavras pra k?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4950065738794540078-1755630922094798266?l=crazysleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/feeds/1755630922094798266/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4950065738794540078&amp;postID=1755630922094798266' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/1755630922094798266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/1755630922094798266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/2008/01/depois-do-rock-vem-o-metal-tool.html' title='Depois Do Rock, Vem o Metal... Tool'/><author><name>Sleep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587136928239313494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/TQWLZBkwiTI/AAAAAAAAAIE/9CwoYUfZZSE/S220/58443_156685324348369_100000207077118_528856_7126198_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/R5ddp5PYGqI/AAAAAAAAABw/hWPQa0xeDxY/s72-c/tool4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4950065738794540078.post-7263100165497817192</id><published>2008-01-23T15:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:22:26.164Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunoro'/><title type='text'>First Post...And The Winner Is... Placebo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/R5db9ZPYGpI/AAAAAAAAABo/KJ0liyIaLsU/s1600-h/Brian+Molko3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 190px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/R5db9ZPYGpI/AAAAAAAAABo/KJ0liyIaLsU/s320/Brian+Molko3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158693008481720978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que posso eu dizer?... uma das minhas bandas de eleição, que me acompanhou até aqui... Sempre me identifiquei com a sonoridade e letras das músicas...para mim, sem dúvida uma das melhores bandas rock dos anos 90.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4950065738794540078-7263100165497817192?l=crazysleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/feeds/7263100165497817192/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4950065738794540078&amp;postID=7263100165497817192' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/7263100165497817192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4950065738794540078/posts/default/7263100165497817192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazysleep.blogspot.com/2008/01/ai-placebo.html' title='First Post...And The Winner Is... Placebo'/><author><name>Sleep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587136928239313494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/TQWLZBkwiTI/AAAAAAAAAIE/9CwoYUfZZSE/S220/58443_156685324348369_100000207077118_528856_7126198_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-vK_N0j5Gs/R5db9ZPYGpI/AAAAAAAAABo/KJ0liyIaLsU/s72-c/Brian+Molko3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
