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  <title>I&apos;ve got a holster that I keep empty.</title>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 22 Apr 2005 06:18:03 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>&quot;On a bank?&quot; She asks.</title>
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  <description>&quot;Our father...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;If they fall then&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll say...&lt;br /&gt;I said,&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Let them lie.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Same goes for you.&lt;br /&gt;But don&apos;t discourage yourself&lt;br /&gt;Not yet,&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s got days on days of heavy breathing&lt;br /&gt;(past)&lt;br /&gt;It just found it&apos;s way to me&lt;br /&gt;So,&lt;br /&gt;Somehow...&lt;br /&gt;So,&lt;br /&gt;Someway...&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll get this back to you.&lt;br /&gt;We can chase the streets of indecision&lt;br /&gt;&quot;It&apos;s too common.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;(present)&lt;br /&gt;And I&apos;ve watched you cross your heart&lt;br /&gt;A thousand times&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s your favorite scar..&lt;br /&gt;....you&apos;ve got it memorized&lt;br /&gt;And To this river&lt;br /&gt;I drank myself dead&lt;br /&gt;While I toasted the doctors who washed their hands clean&lt;br /&gt;As slow as it burns&lt;br /&gt;The cigarette keeps beat&lt;br /&gt;(future)&lt;br /&gt;With the lions and their subjects praying on their knee&apos;s:&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I&apos;m the one you wanted,&lt;br /&gt;The fight,&lt;br /&gt;The love,&lt;br /&gt;The martyr.&lt;br /&gt;A lesser man could whisper&lt;br /&gt;So raise your voice,&lt;br /&gt;Raise your fists,&lt;br /&gt;Now raise you glass, this drink goes out to me.&quot;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 03 Dec 2004 05:35:43 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Dime phrase&apos;s &apos;Cross a Moonlit table</title>
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  <description>I&apos;m not partial to your idea&apos;s&lt;br /&gt;No,&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s not what I remember&lt;br /&gt;at...all.&lt;br /&gt;&apos;Cause the time we spent on wishing&lt;br /&gt;Was wasted from the start&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I wish, I wish, I wish...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;...We didn&apos;t have this conversation&lt;br /&gt;And when I woke up this morning&lt;br /&gt;I dressed for a funeral&lt;br /&gt;Lets call it&lt;br /&gt;wishfulthinking&lt;br /&gt;Or just a way to show you that I&apos;m all business&lt;br /&gt;&quot;And this means..exactly what?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Nevermind.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;This shouldn&apos;t be a hassle&lt;br /&gt;but lets be honest&lt;br /&gt;it had to be.&lt;br /&gt;And my mirror acts more like a window&lt;br /&gt;A warning sign&lt;br /&gt;&apos;Cause the ball is in your court tonight&lt;br /&gt;So sink me fast&lt;br /&gt;or stay and fight.&lt;br /&gt;Take your pick&lt;br /&gt;Take your pick&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I&apos;m just calling to let you know,&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll be home soon and I&apos;d like to see you there.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Well,&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;d like to be a hummingbird&lt;br /&gt;But we get what we deserve&lt;br /&gt;We got what you&apos;ve been asking for.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;So long.&quot;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 13 Oct 2004 16:11:26 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>streetlight stories: on the walk home</title>
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  <description>On the way home&lt;br /&gt;...breaking down in the backseat&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m calling home with every intention to speak&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Hello?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;But intentions aren&apos;t my actions&lt;br /&gt;I just never thought it&apos;d matter&lt;br /&gt;But it does&lt;br /&gt;And it could be my fault&lt;br /&gt;Still&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;ll get the blame&lt;br /&gt;And every single dirty look&lt;br /&gt;That finds it&apos;s way into your mirror&lt;br /&gt;While your screaming:&lt;br /&gt;&quot;You meant so much to me&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Well...&lt;br /&gt;&quot;If it meant so much then why&apos;d you let it go?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;(intention, suggestion)&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m just looking for my bedside manner&lt;br /&gt;and it&apos;s true&lt;br /&gt;My middle name is &apos;honesty&apos;&lt;br /&gt;So I&apos;ll give it to you straight&lt;br /&gt;There&apos;s nothing special about you or me&lt;br /&gt;Play&lt;br /&gt;Rewind&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s always gonna end the same&lt;br /&gt;Well, what could you expect?&lt;br /&gt;Aplause?&lt;br /&gt;Standing ovation for the girl in the corner shouting for mercy.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;You know what I meant...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Come on&lt;br /&gt;We based our second chance&lt;br /&gt;On things we can&apos;t take back&lt;br /&gt;So I&apos;ll never say your name&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll never let it go&lt;br /&gt;Just, please, don&apos;t call me when you&apos;re falling down.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 13 Oct 2004 16:07:27 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>if i&apos;m not back in 10 years, then i&apos;m dead</title>
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  <description>Center stage:&lt;br /&gt;There&apos;s a hero and he&apos;s falling&lt;br /&gt;But there&apos;s the villian and I&apos;ll ask him for the time&lt;br /&gt;&quot;It&apos;s just late...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;On my walk home&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll pass your house a thousand times...&lt;br /&gt;And every time I&apos;ll throw a pebble&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I don&apos;t want to talk&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Just to keep you both awake&lt;br /&gt;Because every night you&apos;re sleeping&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m drawing pictures on my walls&lt;br /&gt;A mural of a city&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Fire! Fire!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;While it&apos;s burnt down to the ground&lt;br /&gt;It reminds me of this theatre show&lt;br /&gt;Sad and dark, but never giving up&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Keep it quiet, please.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Somethings aren&apos;t worth whispering&lt;br /&gt;So the crowd just sat and watched&lt;br /&gt;While they acted out their lives&lt;br /&gt;But I stood&lt;br /&gt;And I pushed my fist so high in the air&lt;br /&gt;That the roof collapsed upon our heros head&lt;br /&gt;&quot;The just prevail!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;And our hero is dead&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s a comedy of justice&lt;br /&gt;Where the evil will win&lt;br /&gt;He shook my hand like he had met me before&lt;br /&gt;Singing&lt;br /&gt;&quot;The tragedy of trust is the matter of truth&lt;br /&gt;And honesty means nothing with out the lies you tell to prove it.&quot;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 13 Oct 2004 16:06:15 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>10 ways to fool your priest</title>
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  <description>I&apos;m standing in your seventh story window ledge&lt;br /&gt;Asking for answers&lt;br /&gt;Reapting myself with hopes you change your story&lt;br /&gt;&apos;Cause anyway is better&lt;br /&gt;Than walking through your apartment&lt;br /&gt;It reeks of insecurities&lt;br /&gt;And it&apos;s painted all in black&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Wait are you waiting for...?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;So I had to ask myself&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I said, &apos;Well what in the hell are you waiting on?&apos;&quot;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m buying time&lt;br /&gt;Selling everything I own&lt;br /&gt;Telling everyone I&apos;m leaving&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll be back&lt;br /&gt;(I&apos;m a....)&lt;br /&gt;Moth drawn to light&lt;br /&gt;(I&apos;m a....)&lt;br /&gt;Man dressed for disaster&lt;br /&gt;Lets count back&lt;br /&gt;(..three days earlier)&lt;br /&gt;Scene 1; Act 2:&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m hiding in you&apos;re closet&lt;br /&gt;But he&apos;s got his hands over your eyes&lt;br /&gt;And a blind fold over his&lt;br /&gt;Just for the fact&lt;br /&gt;So you can&apos;t see&lt;br /&gt;And maybe he can&apos;t stand to watch himself&lt;br /&gt;While he&apos;s...&lt;br /&gt;...you know the story anyway&lt;br /&gt;Well, anyway...&lt;br /&gt;Now I&apos;m walking away&lt;br /&gt;With a worn out tongue and a burnt out memory&lt;br /&gt;And I&apos;m wraping this caution tape&lt;br /&gt;Around my ribs&lt;br /&gt;Across my chest&lt;br /&gt;And&lt;br /&gt;Over my mouth&lt;br /&gt;But just keep breathing out you&apos;re window, baby, I&apos;m on you&apos;re life support tonight</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 17 Sep 2004 04:06:43 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>You Couldn&apos;t Pay For This Perfection</title>
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  <description>I guess I&apos;m supposed to beleive&lt;br /&gt;and just sit back&lt;br /&gt;While you tought me lessons in &quot;self-expense&quot;&lt;br /&gt;I mean&lt;br /&gt;In the best way possible&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re just so fucking unreliable&lt;br /&gt;But it&apos;s ending where I stand&lt;br /&gt;And I&apos;ll cross the any line that you think about drawing&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Let me...&lt;br /&gt;Just leave.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I&apos;m so far away&lt;br /&gt;And it&apos;s not going to disapear&lt;br /&gt;So I&apos;m sitting and staring&lt;br /&gt;Starting fights with all your mirrors&lt;br /&gt;&quot;...don&apos;t beleive, just don&apos;t beleive a thing...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve been starving myself&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Eat you&apos;re heart out&quot;&lt;br /&gt;You can be such a tease...&lt;br /&gt;&apos;Cause you know&lt;br /&gt;You know my heart is where you&apos;re home is&lt;br /&gt;And I&apos;m off on this island&lt;br /&gt;Throwing bottles out to sea&lt;br /&gt;And I&apos;m watching waves throw them back at me&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Come on, I can&apos;t...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Just spit it out&lt;br /&gt;&apos;Cause we&apos;ll be home before you know&lt;br /&gt;And you&apos;ll never get to say&lt;br /&gt;A word&lt;br /&gt;A sentance&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to show what you really meant&lt;br /&gt;So just kiss me on the cheek&lt;br /&gt;And tell me I&apos;m everything you need&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Everything you pretend to be,&lt;br /&gt;Isn&apos;t everything,&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it means nothing to me.&quot;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 17 Sep 2004 04:05:30 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Disaster!  Disaster!  It&apos;s almost over!</title>
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  <description>&quot;It&apos;s already half past...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;I said &quot;I&apos;m not getting any younger.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Not while I&apos;m standing here waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of excuses&lt;br /&gt;And maybe a reason&lt;br /&gt;Just maybe you could skip this one&lt;br /&gt;&apos;Cause I know the worst part&lt;br /&gt;Is admitting when you&apos;re wrong&lt;br /&gt;When we all know what you&apos;re thinking&lt;br /&gt;So force a smile&lt;br /&gt;And strike a match&lt;br /&gt;Then tell us all about how&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I&apos;m never coming back.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;But we know better&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I know everything.&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s all about putting peices together&lt;br /&gt;And knowing where to start&lt;br /&gt;But how did you put it&lt;br /&gt;&quot;It&apos;s--&quot;&lt;br /&gt;...about time for an interuption&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Hey, you&apos;ve had a rough day,&lt;br /&gt;Just relax.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I-i-it&apos;s over...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Theres a peice of me&lt;br /&gt;That spends most of my time&lt;br /&gt;Wasting time&lt;br /&gt;Just chasing you&lt;br /&gt;And I must have written a thousand letter&lt;br /&gt;But this is the only one I&apos;ll ever send&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Conscience, conscience&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Keep me quiet&lt;br /&gt;Like the sentance pasted on your wrist&lt;br /&gt;But I won&apos;t beg like the lover&lt;br /&gt;&apos;Cause I&apos;m saving senses&lt;br /&gt;Saving ways to run&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m the coward that you dream of&lt;br /&gt;And you&apos;re just the mistake that I need to make</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 29 Aug 2004 21:46:26 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>&apos;three&apos; means forever</title>
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  <description>It&apos;s so sad&lt;br /&gt;And genrally I could say:&lt;br /&gt;&quot;..I&apos;m worried.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;But genrally you &quot;don&apos;t care.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s wading somewhere out near where you left your pride&lt;br /&gt;So I&apos;m not stopping you tonight&lt;br /&gt;You just need to hear every word&lt;br /&gt;And I mean it&lt;br /&gt;I mean everything I said&lt;br /&gt;But if I cared enough&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;d scrunch your face and leave&lt;br /&gt;Like it&apos;s all the same&lt;br /&gt;Well it&apos;s not the same&lt;br /&gt;To me its much more different than anything I had said before&lt;br /&gt;And I&apos;ve been playing it through my head&lt;br /&gt;So when this comes out &lt;br /&gt;It comes out perfectly&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;ll make headlines in your mind&lt;br /&gt;But it&apos;s not good enough for you&lt;br /&gt;Not enough to listen to&lt;br /&gt;Whatever&lt;br /&gt;Said,&lt;br /&gt;&quot;It&apos;s never enough for you to stop&lt;br /&gt;When everything will keep you away&lt;br /&gt;And all we can do is smile and wave&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;ll be sorry&lt;br /&gt;And you&apos;ll be wishing I had said it sooner&lt;br /&gt;But you make it so hard.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;I just shake my head&lt;br /&gt;And you&apos;ll lose yours&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I know... I just... It&apos;s not my fault&quot;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 26 Aug 2004 04:36:32 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>So, Said, the Stories Go.</title>
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  <description>I&apos;m curious&lt;br /&gt;So tell me the news&lt;br /&gt;&quot;How have you been?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;And&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Have you been with him?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Direct and honest&lt;br /&gt;I suppose it&apos;s not what you wanted&lt;br /&gt;Then again&lt;br /&gt;You couldn&apos;t have expected much anyway&lt;br /&gt;But I&apos;m not leaving here&lt;br /&gt;Not with out figuring out&lt;br /&gt;How this happened..&lt;br /&gt;I can&apos;t say a thing..&lt;br /&gt;&quot;..speachless, just... speachless&quot;&lt;br /&gt;We refuse to talk to one another&lt;br /&gt;Just getting older to fight like kids again&lt;br /&gt;And I think you have me mistaken for someone who&apos;ll spend the time&lt;br /&gt;In between books&lt;br /&gt;Getting the story&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Honestly?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;..No, thanks.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll put into terms you can&apos;t understand&lt;br /&gt;I am the promise&lt;br /&gt;You are the secret&lt;br /&gt;That&apos;s the huge difference between us&lt;br /&gt;So you&apos;ll never understand&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Actually..&quot;&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;ll never have to understand&lt;br /&gt;And even if the letters I write&lt;br /&gt;Addressed and sent&lt;br /&gt;To the brick behind my ribs&lt;br /&gt;Don&apos;t make it past my throat&lt;br /&gt;Then I still have the memories&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I forget... did we...?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;But pack your bags&lt;br /&gt;&apos;Cause I&apos;m not leaving here alone.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 23 Aug 2004 04:07:03 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Sleep Sleep and Deffinatly No Sleep</title>
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  <description>Wait,&lt;br /&gt;&apos;Cause I&apos;ve never been so honest&lt;br /&gt;And I&apos;ve got some things I&apos;d like to say&lt;br /&gt;&quot;..You&apos;ve got to focus.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m sorry&lt;br /&gt;Said, &quot;I&apos;ve got a lack of motive&quot;&lt;br /&gt;But I doubt you heard a thing&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s so redundant&lt;br /&gt;&quot;This conversation should be over&quot;&lt;br /&gt;    (..I&apos;m over it anyway)&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re so... so..&lt;br /&gt;I dare you..&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Sometimes less is better,&lt;br /&gt;Isn&apos;t that what you said?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Well less is always better&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s better in cases like this&lt;br /&gt;You talk a great talk&lt;br /&gt;But I&apos;m not so impressed that I&apos;ll just stop and let go&lt;br /&gt;So get over yourself&lt;br /&gt;    (..I&apos;m over you anyway)&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s not that that I hate you&lt;br /&gt;Well, you know I never did&lt;br /&gt;But it&apos;s when you keep asking simple questions&lt;br /&gt;And you know there&apos;s no simple answer&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you&apos;re so tasteless.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;..I worry about you...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Just one second..&lt;br /&gt;If you go there, you know&lt;br /&gt;You know too well that I&apos;ll follow&lt;br /&gt;This could become interesting&lt;br /&gt;But I&apos;m running&lt;br /&gt;Around&lt;br /&gt;And&lt;br /&gt;Around&lt;br /&gt;The point&lt;br /&gt;It comes as to no interest to me&lt;br /&gt;And I&apos;d bid it farewell&lt;br /&gt;If it hadn&apos;t been the reason you come around&lt;br /&gt;So I&apos;m dodging reasons&lt;br /&gt;And it&apos;s been said&lt;br /&gt;&quot;This place has lost&apos;s it&apos;s touch&quot;&lt;br /&gt;By someone close&lt;br /&gt;And it me hit so close.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 20 Aug 2004 08:01:48 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>&quot;I&apos;m waiting...&quot; Says the Clock Tower</title>
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  <description>Dear &apos;Never letting go,&apos;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;What is it with you?&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re all robots.&lt;br /&gt;And You&apos;re all angels.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Is it showing signs of &apos;further, faster&apos;?&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll wait,&lt;br /&gt;Impacient but steady&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re so folded, so centered and crazy.&lt;br /&gt;The way I made you.&lt;br /&gt;The way I love you.&lt;br /&gt;Even if it was...&lt;br /&gt;Well you know it was...&lt;br /&gt;...I&apos;ll admit it...&lt;br /&gt;I did too, but I let it go&lt;br /&gt;And that&apos;s what the difference is.&lt;br /&gt;So you say my name like it&apos;ll end the world.&lt;br /&gt;Then you fall apart in my arms&lt;br /&gt;Where you belong(..?)&lt;br /&gt;Famous for keeping secrets(shhh) on bedsheets&lt;br /&gt;Let it go&lt;br /&gt;And scream it like you nothing else mattered&lt;br /&gt;Because it doesn&apos;t&lt;br /&gt;Even if it did, then you know&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you know it didn&apos;t&lt;br /&gt;I.... I... I never will.&lt;br /&gt;I keep these posters&lt;br /&gt;And reminders&lt;br /&gt;In case our lives go back to normal&lt;br /&gt;And I&apos;ll take these weights from my chest&lt;br /&gt;And hang them, safley fastened to my wrists...&lt;br /&gt;Tell me,&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Where&apos;s this headed?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to know..&lt;br /&gt;When &apos;common knowledge&apos;&lt;br /&gt;Means a secret kept from me&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll drive to you&apos;re house just to tell you I walked&lt;br /&gt;One, two, five thousand miles to get to you.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;What makes this so hard to understand?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Now you&apos;ve been waiting&lt;br /&gt;And I know its &quot;..so silly to think&quot;&lt;br /&gt;But worst of all you still know the one way...&lt;br /&gt;Did I say one...?&lt;br /&gt;The only way to make me stutter&lt;br /&gt;And did I ever mention&lt;br /&gt;All the long nights&lt;br /&gt;That you spent &quot;thinking&quot;&lt;br /&gt;I was shaking from the window sill&lt;br /&gt;But I never missed a single beat&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Please,&quot;&lt;br /&gt;..I take that back..&lt;br /&gt;And round two,&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m kicking barstools to get back at pictures&lt;br /&gt;While you&apos;re busy losing sleep from his [dis]position&lt;br /&gt;Said, it&apos;s all up to the cards&lt;br /&gt;&quot;But you said, I heard you say it, I swear...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;But you&apos;ve done beter than this before&lt;br /&gt;I might as well...&lt;br /&gt;And you know I will,&lt;br /&gt;Be tossing stones at his window&lt;br /&gt;And getting your attention instead.&lt;br /&gt;With a whisper&lt;br /&gt;And a hopefull glance&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I know you said it...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;(Instert the saddest song here)&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I don&apos;t thing you&apos;d wash your hands if they weren&apos;t dirty.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;I miss your wings.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 19 Aug 2004 20:19:26 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Einstein, Sagan, And Me</title>
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  <description>&quot;How are you?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;I was sure... so positive&lt;br /&gt;You were kidding&lt;br /&gt;But anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Well, I did wake up this morning.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;I can&apos;t beleive it&apos;s going to kill me&lt;br /&gt; still attatched&lt;br /&gt;  still attatched&lt;br /&gt; still attatched&lt;br /&gt;still attatched&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s gonna kill me.&lt;br /&gt;Almost like this pen wouldn&apos;t work alone&lt;br /&gt;  (...alone?)&lt;br /&gt;&apos;Cause I said it once before&lt;br /&gt;And I&apos;ll say it again&lt;br /&gt;I will never (never never never ever again) &lt;br /&gt;Expect a thing from you&lt;br /&gt;Because &quot;..Freinds are there for friends....&quot;&lt;br /&gt;But I&apos;m no so sure&lt;br /&gt;So you posted up blind&lt;br /&gt;And kept him knocking at your door&lt;br /&gt;But you&apos;re so down and out&lt;br /&gt;That you can&apos;t hear this&lt;br /&gt;So I&apos;m writing letters to all the lovers:&lt;br /&gt;         &quot;Keep you&apos;re head in mind,&quot;&lt;br /&gt;I said: &quot;&apos;Cause you can&apos;t go wishing on a star tonight,&lt;br /&gt;          Her eyes are cloudy.&lt;br /&gt;          I could end this letter with wishfull thinking&lt;br /&gt;          But I know better, yeah, I know.&quot;          &lt;br /&gt;I knew it all along&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s just...We just..&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I let it happen.&lt;br /&gt;Because it kept me writing&lt;br /&gt;&quot;It never bothered you before...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;--I&apos;ll tie the knot&lt;br /&gt;&quot;...but, maybe I should take that back.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;You push the chair--&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I&apos;m content when you&apos;re unhappy&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s either you or it&apos;s me and&lt;br /&gt;Baby&lt;br /&gt;It ain&apos;t me.&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re so set in stone that I call you &quot;Quarry&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;B-b-b-but..&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Look,&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I swear I didn&apos;t know..&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Are you ok?&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Be safe?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Just be there&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Sundown&lt;br /&gt;Saturday</description>
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