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  <pubDate>Fri, 26 Jan 2007 03:54:14 GMT</pubDate>
  <author>onlyaking</author>
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  <description>&lt;strong&gt;He&apos;s My Son&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m down on my knees again tonight&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m hoping this prayer will turn out right&lt;br /&gt;See there is a boy that needs Your help&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve done all that I can do myself&lt;br /&gt;His mother is tired&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m sure You can understand&lt;br /&gt;Each night as he sleeps&lt;br /&gt;She goes in to hold his hand&lt;br /&gt;And she tries not to cry&lt;br /&gt;As the tears fill her eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS:&lt;br /&gt;Can You hear me?&lt;br /&gt;Am I getting through tonight?&lt;br /&gt;Can You see him?&lt;br /&gt;Can You make him feel all right?&lt;br /&gt;If You can hear me&lt;br /&gt;Let me take his place somehow&lt;br /&gt;See, he&apos;s not just anyone&lt;br /&gt;He&apos;s my son&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes late at night I watch him sleep&lt;br /&gt;I dream of the boy he&apos;d like to be&lt;br /&gt;I try to be strong and see him through&lt;br /&gt;But God who he needs right now is You&lt;br /&gt;Let him grow old&lt;br /&gt;Live life without this fear&lt;br /&gt;What would I be&lt;br /&gt;Living without him here&lt;br /&gt;He&apos;s so tired and he&apos;s scared&lt;br /&gt;Let him know that You&apos;re there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can You hear me?&lt;br /&gt;Can You see him?&lt;br /&gt;Please don&apos;t leave him&lt;br /&gt;He&apos;s my son</description>
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  <category>he&apos;s my son</category>
  <category>mark schultz</category>
  <lj:mood>blah</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 24 Jan 2007 06:36:21 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;strong&gt;The Ones Left Standing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who on earth could ever explain the great mysteries of life&lt;br /&gt;Or the mournful and untimely face of death&lt;br /&gt;But as long as we remain&lt;br /&gt;We grow better, even stronger&lt;br /&gt;Though we&apos;ll never be the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;&apos;Cause the ones left standing&lt;br /&gt;Have to cry all the tears&lt;br /&gt;And replay all the memories&lt;br /&gt;The good and bad from the years&lt;br /&gt;And we shoulder the weight&lt;br /&gt;Of the work left to be done&lt;br /&gt;And the ones left standing carry on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The peace of God will abide in the season of our sorrow&lt;br /&gt;In the valley of a pain we can&apos;t describe&lt;br /&gt;In the palm of His hand&lt;br /&gt;In a shelter from the madness&lt;br /&gt;We can never really understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&apos;Cause the ones left standing&lt;br /&gt;Have to cry all the tears&lt;br /&gt;And replay all the memories&lt;br /&gt;The good and bad from the years&lt;br /&gt;And we shoulder the weight&lt;br /&gt;Of the work left to be done&lt;br /&gt;And the ones left standing carry on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in eternity when&lt;br /&gt;All the mysteries are gone&lt;br /&gt;It will be clear that it was our God&lt;br /&gt;Keeping us strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&apos;Cause the ones left standing&lt;br /&gt;Have to cry all the tears&lt;br /&gt;And replay all the memories&lt;br /&gt;The good and bad from the years&lt;br /&gt;And we shoulder the weight&lt;br /&gt;Of the work left to be done&lt;br /&gt;And the ones left standing carry on.</description>
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  <category>wayne watson</category>
  <category>the ones left standing</category>
  <lj:mood>okay</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 22 Jan 2007 18:29:30 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;strong&gt;February Song&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where has that old friend gone&lt;br /&gt;Lost in a February song&lt;br /&gt;Tell him it won&apos;t be long&lt;br /&gt;&apos;Til he opens his eyes&lt;br /&gt;Opens his eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is that simple day&lt;br /&gt;Before colors broke into shades&lt;br /&gt;And how did I ever fade&lt;br /&gt;Into this life&lt;br /&gt;Into this life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I never want to let you down&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me if I slip away&lt;br /&gt;When all that I&apos;ve known is lost and found&lt;br /&gt;I promise you I, I&apos;ll come back to you one day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning is waking up&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes it&apos;s more than just enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When all that you need to love&lt;br /&gt;Is in front of your eyes&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s in front of your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I never want to let you down&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me if I slip away&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it&apos;s hard to find my ground&lt;br /&gt;&apos;Cause I keep on falling as&lt;br /&gt;I try to get away from this crazy world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I never want to let you down&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me if I slip away&lt;br /&gt;When all that I&apos;ve known is lost and found&lt;br /&gt;I promise you I, I&apos;ll come back to you one day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where has that old friend gone&lt;br /&gt;Lost in a February song&lt;br /&gt;Tell him it won&apos;t be long&lt;br /&gt;&apos;Til he opens his eyes&lt;br /&gt;Opens his eyes</description>
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  <category>josh groban</category>
  <category>february song</category>
  <lj:mood>sad</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 21 Jan 2007 16:05:24 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;strong&gt;You Are Loved&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t give up&lt;br /&gt;It’s just the weight of the world&lt;br /&gt;When your heart’s heavy&lt;br /&gt;I, I will lift it for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t give up&lt;br /&gt;Because you want to be heard&lt;br /&gt;If silence keeps you&lt;br /&gt;I, I will break it for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody wants to be understood&lt;br /&gt;Well I can hear you&lt;br /&gt;Everybody wants to be loved&lt;br /&gt;Don’t give up&lt;br /&gt;Because you are loved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t give up&lt;br /&gt;It’s just the hurt that you hide&lt;br /&gt;When you’re lost inside&lt;br /&gt;I, I will be there to find you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t give up&lt;br /&gt;Because you want to burn bright&lt;br /&gt;If darkness blinds you&lt;br /&gt;I, I will shine to guide you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody wants to be understood&lt;br /&gt;Well I can hear you&lt;br /&gt;Everybody wants to be loved&lt;br /&gt;Don’t give up&lt;br /&gt;Because you are loved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are loved&lt;br /&gt;Don’t give up&lt;br /&gt;It’s just the weight of the world&lt;br /&gt;Don’t give up&lt;br /&gt;Every one is to be heard&lt;br /&gt;You are loved</description>
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  <category>you are loved</category>
  <category>josh groban</category>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 20 Jan 2007 17:34:58 GMT</pubDate>
  <author>onlyaking</author>
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  <description>&lt;strong&gt;Sometimes Love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is our world spinning backwards&lt;br /&gt;What has brought about this change&lt;br /&gt;Can’t you see that people aren’t the same&lt;br /&gt;I wish I were dreamin’&lt;br /&gt;And could wake up from my sleep&lt;br /&gt;And find us all the way we used to be&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause the love that used to be is dyin’&lt;br /&gt;Is anybody even tryin’&lt;br /&gt;And I don’t know how, I don’t know why&lt;br /&gt;But somethin’ in my soul is cryin’ (listen)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes love has to drive a nail into its own hand&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes love has to drive a nail into its own hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One pair of hands broke some bread and washed some feet&lt;br /&gt;Opened eyes and soothed an angry see&lt;br /&gt;Belong to a man who could see our deepest need&lt;br /&gt;And showed us love the way it has to be&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause he knew the price that love requires&lt;br /&gt;And he laid down his own desires&lt;br /&gt;He stretched out his hands to save his friends&lt;br /&gt;And said no other love is higher (so listen to me now singin’)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes love has to drive a nail into its own hand&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes love has to drive a nail into its own hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love can change us, love can make a way&lt;br /&gt;Only love can change us, love can make a way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes love has to drive a nail into its own hand&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes love has to drive a nail into its own hand</description>
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  <category>chris rice</category>
  <category>sometimes love</category>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 19 Jan 2007 16:52:01 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;strong&gt;Dreamer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love woke me up this morning&lt;br /&gt;With a memory&lt;br /&gt;Love came and whispered a story&lt;br /&gt;That awakened a dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine a beautiful castle&lt;br /&gt;And a beautiful king&lt;br /&gt;He left the comfort of his throne&lt;br /&gt;To fight for victory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a dreamer&lt;br /&gt;Take me higher&lt;br /&gt;Open the sky up&lt;br /&gt;Start a fire&lt;br /&gt;I believe&lt;br /&gt;Even if it&apos;s just a dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love woke me up this morning&lt;br /&gt;And I ran to see&lt;br /&gt;The king in the winners&apos; circle&lt;br /&gt;On the horse he won for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Only a king&lt;/em&gt; would do anything&lt;br /&gt;To protect the kingdom</description>
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  <category>only a king</category>
  <category>bethany dillon</category>
  <category>dreamer</category>
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