<?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-30523814</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:35:26.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tribute to phoebe</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tributetophoebe.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30523814/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tributetophoebe.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>tribute to phoebe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09678008108275419464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30523814.post-116626652881799787</id><published>2006-12-16T02:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T03:15:53.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;seize the day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i've been waiting quite sometime &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;for something to arrive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;it's been so long, it's been too late&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;it seems that i have grew impatient&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;all over this place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;cause things have moved, things have changed&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;and i know where to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but i don't know how to get over there&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;and then i heard somewhere &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;that all i have are just my dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;maybe they just don't want me to believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and i know where to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but i don't know how to get over there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;now i've seen the far horizons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and i have seen my faint reflections&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so distant yet they are within my reach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;now is my time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;now is my moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i will seize the day for my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;(for the debutant yesterday. this song was originally entitled "the quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog"; but, we deceided that the previous title was way WAY too long. so hence, "seize the day". the title's a bit aggresive, though. oh yeah, the band now has a lead vocals and ((hopefully)) future basist, &lt;strong&gt;Jevic&lt;/strong&gt; Anjin F. Cruel((she sang this song for the debutant))! YEY!((so beautiful voice by the way! welcome to tribute to phoebe!)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30523814-116626652881799787?l=tributetophoebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tributetophoebe.blogspot.com/feeds/116626652881799787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30523814&amp;postID=116626652881799787' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30523814/posts/default/116626652881799787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30523814/posts/default/116626652881799787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tributetophoebe.blogspot.com/2006/12/seize-day-ive-been-waiting-quite.html' title=''/><author><name>tribute to phoebe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09678008108275419464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30523814.post-116272720617062384</id><published>2006-11-05T03:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T03:12:01.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;0902hrs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;are you feeling that they don't care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;anymore to all the things you say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;are they blaming everything on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;you again tonight&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;well do you hear them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and do you believe them&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;if you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;then you must not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;think this over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;cause there's always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;some people out there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;saying to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;that you're not&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;are you feeling the bladed words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;through your bones they cut you out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and are you abandoned now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;left alone and naked in the light&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;well do you feel them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and do you believe them&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;if you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;then you must not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;think this over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;cause there's always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;a good tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;waiting for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;only if you do&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;well do you hear and feel them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but do you really believe&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;if you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;then you must not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;think this over anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;cause there's always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;some people out there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;saying to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;that you're not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and there's always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;a good tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;waiting for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;only if you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so hold on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and you prove them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;that you are not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;what they think you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;just hold on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;because you're worthy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and you are not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;what they think you are&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 said everything i wanted to say to you in this song. i pray you will be ok now.):D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30523814-116272720617062384?l=tributetophoebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tributetophoebe.blogspot.com/feeds/116272720617062384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30523814&amp;postID=116272720617062384' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30523814/posts/default/116272720617062384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30523814/posts/default/116272720617062384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tributetophoebe.blogspot.com/2006/11/0902hrs-are-you-feeling-that-they-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>tribute to phoebe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09678008108275419464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30523814.post-115694552392454279</id><published>2006-08-30T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T06:26:45.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;hear this out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breathing high&lt;br /&gt;crawling low&lt;br /&gt;running fast&lt;br /&gt;dying really slow&lt;br /&gt;whatever it has to take to get to you&lt;br /&gt;i'll get by it all i'll face it all for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first light of dawn&lt;br /&gt;the rising of the moon&lt;br /&gt;the endless sea&lt;br /&gt;the weathers dry and cold&lt;br /&gt;whatever it has to take to get to you&lt;br /&gt;i'll travel it all i'll face it all for you&lt;br /&gt;because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty smart&lt;br /&gt;really dumb&lt;br /&gt;i feel it all when i am numb&lt;br /&gt;and i can't get by without you for a day&lt;br /&gt;and somehow i wonder if you ever feel the same&lt;br /&gt;because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are things that i want to say to you before you go away and i hope that when you hear this out maybe you would stay for awhile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or maybe you would stay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(hay... to bad we didn't get to play this song on the zoosoc ((YEAH! we got to perform there in the end after all! although it was just ogan and me. too bas the others didn't come... oh well, ther's always another event like that!)) event the past week &lt;yeah!&gt;but, that's not important. what's important was that she got to hear this song out! and she liked it! hay! **melts away** and i really planned that she was the first to listen to it &lt;outside&gt;and it happened! wow! **melts more** anyway, this song is ((obviously)) &lt;obviously&gt;about a guy wanting to say something important to a girl. i like the idea that the real message of the guy is not in the song!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/obviously&gt;&lt;/outside&gt;&lt;/YEAH!&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30523814-115694552392454279?l=tributetophoebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tributetophoebe.blogspot.com/feeds/115694552392454279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30523814&amp;postID=115694552392454279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30523814/posts/default/115694552392454279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30523814/posts/default/115694552392454279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tributetophoebe.blogspot.com/2006/08/hear-this-out-breathing-high-crawling.html' title=''/><author><name>tribute to phoebe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09678008108275419464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30523814.post-115534688740355121</id><published>2006-08-11T18:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T18:47:24.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*****entry*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;T-T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(somewhere in up)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gally. i feel bad. and thats because a friend of mine invited the band to perform in an event of their org. that really got me excited and all beacause this was going to be our second performance. but, things don't always come out the way you want it to be. most of the "tributors" (hehe) are busy right now so they won't be able to make it. darn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, i guess there'll be others events in the not so (if not really distant) future when we will perform and be really REALLY complete. so... let's wait for that future. as of now, it's practice practice, practice 'til we are really REALLY good. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****end*****&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30523814-115534688740355121?l=tributetophoebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tributetophoebe.blogspot.com/feeds/115534688740355121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30523814.post-115485557895683650</id><published>2006-08-06T02:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T18:43:03.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;listen (or "for Stephanie") &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;pushing myself to the edge &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i've done all that i can &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;running so fast now it's a good thing i don't trip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;because i know everyone will laugh &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 have seen myself today &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i'm so lost that i can't find my way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and i have become what you want me to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and i have forgotten what it is to be 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;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(the people who are usually the happiset are the ones who really are not. they hide the tears in thier faces with thier lovely smiles. one night i had to be a witness to this reality. and sometimes you really feel bad when you are powerless to help them.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30523814-115485557895683650?l=tributetophoebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tributetophoebe.blogspot.com/feeds/115485557895683650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30523814&amp;postID=115485557895683650' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30523814/posts/default/115485557895683650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30523814/posts/default/115485557895683650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tributetophoebe.blogspot.com/2006/08/listen-or-for-stephanie-pushing-myself_06.html' title=''/><author><name>tribute to phoebe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09678008108275419464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30523814.post-115383576064635612</id><published>2006-07-25T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T06:27:36.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;last call&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;can't run from this moment&lt;br /&gt;already burried inside&lt;br /&gt;i want to wake&lt;br /&gt;but i have already opened my eyes&lt;br /&gt;and i don't like what i see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again i find myself so lost&lt;br /&gt;and if i turn i'll be drowned in despair&lt;br /&gt;but i won't regret i felt this way right from the start&lt;br /&gt;slowly i begin to drift away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we've been through there and back again&lt;br /&gt;and your smiles has brought me warmth&lt;br /&gt;with you i felt the best of days&lt;br /&gt;and with you it all fell apart&lt;br /&gt;i never thought i'd be to blame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(mmm... obviously, made by a broken heart. but that was before. a long time ago. niyahaha. but now, he's alright. :D )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/30523814-115383576064635612?l=tributetophoebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tributetophoebe.blogspot.com/feeds/115383576064635612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30523814&amp;postID=115383576064635612' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30523814/posts/default/115383576064635612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30523814/posts/default/115383576064635612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tributetophoebe.blogspot.com/2006/07/last-call-cant-run-from-this-moment.html' title=''/><author><name>tribute to phoebe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09678008108275419464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30523814.post-115305476458391996</id><published>2006-07-16T05:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T06:02:45.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;he would say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"let's go&lt;br /&gt;away from here&lt;br /&gt;and into a place where&lt;br /&gt;we may sit down&lt;br /&gt;i know&lt;br /&gt;you're tired and thristy&lt;br /&gt;you're cold and lonely&lt;br /&gt;am i right again?&lt;br /&gt;i've known you&lt;br /&gt;for a long time now&lt;br /&gt;i know what to do&lt;br /&gt;i'll bring you a drink&lt;br /&gt;my dear&lt;br /&gt;just wait awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know&lt;br /&gt;where you're hidding&lt;br /&gt;when you're crying&lt;br /&gt;when you bleed&lt;br /&gt;'cause i've&lt;br /&gt;been there myself&lt;br /&gt;and i don't want to&lt;br /&gt;see you there&lt;br /&gt;all alone&lt;br /&gt;i've known you&lt;br /&gt;for a long time now&lt;br /&gt;i know what to do&lt;br /&gt;stop your crying now&lt;br /&gt;my dear&lt;br /&gt;i'm here&lt;br /&gt;with you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think&lt;br /&gt;that he would say this&lt;br /&gt;to anybody&lt;br /&gt;who's feeling down&lt;br /&gt;if only&lt;br /&gt;they would listen&lt;br /&gt;they would hear his&lt;br /&gt;words come out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i don't know why i can't forget the lyrics of this song. when i wrote this, it only took me a quarter on an hour to do it. ever since i haven't changed a line in this song.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30523814-115305476458391996?l=tributetophoebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tributetophoebe.blogspot.com/feeds/115305476458391996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30523814&amp;postID=115305476458391996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30523814/posts/default/115305476458391996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30523814/posts/default/115305476458391996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tributetophoebe.blogspot.com/2006/07/he-would-say-lets-go-away-from-here.html' title=''/><author><name>tribute to phoebe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09678008108275419464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30523814.post-115181348893746898</id><published>2006-07-01T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T21:11:28.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1042/3276/1600/logofinal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1042/3276/320/logofinal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ok, this is the band logo we've made&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;done in hand, colored in photoshop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30523814-115181348893746898?l=tributetophoebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tributetophoebe.blogspot.com/feeds/115181348893746898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30523814&amp;postID=115181348893746898' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30523814/posts/default/115181348893746898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30523814/posts/default/115181348893746898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;this is what you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; get when you loose to a girl....&lt;br /&gt;but it's alright for me.&lt;br /&gt;i know what i'm going to post in here.&lt;br /&gt;...start...&lt;br /&gt;:D&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/30523814-115176487032032121?l=tributetophoebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tributetophoebe.blogspot.com/feeds/115176487032032121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30523814&amp;postID=115176487032032121' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30523814/posts/default/115176487032032121'/><link rel='self' 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