<?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-3361737</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:04:19.181-04:00</updated><title type='text'>chance of rain</title><subtitle type='html'>maybe thunder
</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanceofrain.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361737/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanceofrain.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jahva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06411714433604133861</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>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361737.post-86714152</id><published>2002-12-30T17:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-30T17:20:30.880-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TEST&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361737-86714152?l=chanceofrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361737/posts/default/86714152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361737/posts/default/86714152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanceofrain.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#86714152' title=''/><author><name>jahva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06411714433604133861</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361737.post-82636469</id><published>2002-10-07T10:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-07T10:03:02.990-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am in the sky&lt;br /&gt;my feet dangling around&lt;br /&gt;you can't get me down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i float when i'm free&lt;br /&gt;and i have no intention&lt;br /&gt;of ever landing on ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361737-82636469?l=chanceofrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361737/posts/default/82636469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361737/posts/default/82636469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanceofrain.blogspot.com/2002_10_01_archive.html#82636469' title=''/><author><name>jahva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06411714433604133861</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361737.post-82484101</id><published>2002-10-03T17:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-03T17:12:01.550-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if i could play guitar&lt;br /&gt;i'd sit on my porch&lt;br /&gt;just sturming chords&lt;br /&gt;and i'd think of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i could sing at all&lt;br /&gt;i'd stretch across&lt;br /&gt;a grand piano&lt;br /&gt;and sing my tune&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but instead&lt;br /&gt;i'm just sitting here&lt;br /&gt;quiet and still&lt;br /&gt;with thoughts of my dear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361737-82484101?l=chanceofrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361737/posts/default/82484101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361737/posts/default/82484101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanceofrain.blogspot.com/2002_10_01_archive.html#82484101' title=''/><author><name>jahva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06411714433604133861</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361737.post-82314277</id><published>2002-09-30T10:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-09-30T10:43:51.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am a tree&lt;br /&gt;i shall not move&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can cut me down&lt;br /&gt;or make me strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but if you take care of me&lt;br /&gt;i'll do my best to give you shelter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am a tree&lt;br /&gt;i shall not move&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361737-82314277?l=chanceofrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361737/posts/default/82314277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361737/posts/default/82314277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanceofrain.blogspot.com/2002_09_01_archive.html#82314277' title=''/><author><name>jahva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06411714433604133861</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361737.post-82192825</id><published>2002-09-27T10:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-09-27T10:22:13.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>she sat on her porch&lt;br /&gt;and looked up to the sky&lt;br /&gt;there was no point in wiping&lt;br /&gt;the tears from her eye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some stories you hear&lt;br /&gt;and you soon forget&lt;br /&gt;but some hang over your head&lt;br /&gt;they won't let you forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some souls in this world&lt;br /&gt;only graze the surface&lt;br /&gt;but reach straight through&lt;br /&gt;to your bones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if it was only a flesh wound&lt;br /&gt;she'd just walk away&lt;br /&gt;but her heart&lt;br /&gt;was melting away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361737-82192825?l=chanceofrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361737/posts/default/82192825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361737/posts/default/82192825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanceofrain.blogspot.com/2002_09_01_archive.html#82192825' title=''/><author><name>jahva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06411714433604133861</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361737.post-81898462</id><published>2002-09-20T22:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-09-27T10:22:25.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>stand tall&lt;br /&gt;that's a joke&lt;br /&gt;act aloof&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't even if i tried&lt;br /&gt;it's not me&lt;br /&gt;i can't hide what i feel&lt;br /&gt;try as i might&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and maybe it's cool&lt;br /&gt;to be cold and icy&lt;br /&gt;but you see&lt;br /&gt;that's not me&lt;br /&gt;i can't be that girl&lt;br /&gt;i have to tell the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i can't help but get excited&lt;br /&gt;about things you deem childish&lt;br /&gt;and i don't mind&lt;br /&gt;being the fool&lt;br /&gt;once in a while&lt;br /&gt;or more often than not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you might laugh&lt;br /&gt;while i reel&lt;br /&gt;but i can't help&lt;br /&gt;the way i feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not my nature to hide&lt;br /&gt;i can't say i'm unaffected&lt;br /&gt;even if its me against the world&lt;br /&gt;i can't be that girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it might be stupid&lt;br /&gt;and it might seem funny&lt;br /&gt;when i abandon all sense of logic&lt;br /&gt;but take a walk in my shoes&lt;br /&gt;and you might feel something&lt;br /&gt;and something&lt;br /&gt;is better than nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't do well trying to be calm&lt;br /&gt;i'm up and down&lt;br /&gt;while you're over and out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361737-81898462?l=chanceofrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361737/posts/default/81898462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361737/posts/default/81898462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanceofrain.blogspot.com/2002_09_01_archive.html#81898462' title=''/><author><name>jahva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06411714433604133861</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361737.post-81782766</id><published>2002-09-18T14:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-09-18T14:24:53.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>twisted&lt;br /&gt;metal and steel&lt;br /&gt;life is worth more than this&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361737-81782766?l=chanceofrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361737/posts/default/81782766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361737/posts/default/81782766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanceofrain.blogspot.com/2002_09_01_archive.html#81782766' title=''/><author><name>jahva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06411714433604133861</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361737.post-81249394</id><published>2002-09-06T16:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-09-06T16:01:27.833-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>somehow i know&lt;br /&gt;coffee won't quench my thirst&lt;br /&gt;this time.&lt;br /&gt;and the shiver that i feel,&lt;br /&gt;can't be warmed with another blanket.&lt;br /&gt;and one thing that could calm my nerves&lt;br /&gt;would only send my heart racing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if any of this made sense to me&lt;br /&gt;i'd just write it all off as ancient history.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361737-81249394?l=chanceofrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361737/posts/default/81249394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361737/posts/default/81249394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanceofrain.blogspot.com/2002_09_01_archive.html#81249394' title=''/><author><name>jahva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06411714433604133861</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361737.post-81239010</id><published>2002-09-06T11:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-09-06T11:28:36.566-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fickle,&lt;br /&gt;or steadfast?&lt;br /&gt;i can never decide.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i forget&lt;br /&gt;somethings i can't hide.&lt;br /&gt;am i settling down&lt;br /&gt;or just starting up?&lt;br /&gt;what do you think?&lt;br /&gt;what was i thinking&lt;br /&gt;sometimes you're dead on&lt;br /&gt;or were you not really aiming?&lt;br /&gt;why does my head hurt&lt;br /&gt;and the breeze feel so heavy&lt;br /&gt;fickle&lt;br /&gt;or steadfast&lt;br /&gt;i can never decide.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361737-81239010?l=chanceofrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361737/posts/default/81239010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361737/posts/default/81239010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanceofrain.blogspot.com/2002_09_01_archive.html#81239010' title=''/><author><name>jahva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06411714433604133861</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361737.post-81202232</id><published>2002-09-05T16:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-09-05T16:07:04.810-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thump.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361737-81202232?l=chanceofrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361737/posts/default/81202232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361737/posts/default/81202232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanceofrain.blogspot.com/2002_09_01_archive.html#81202232' title=''/><author><name>jahva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06411714433604133861</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361737.post-81103609</id><published>2002-09-03T15:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-09-03T15:47:46.256-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i like coffee, yes i do!&lt;br /&gt;i only quit when i have the flu!&lt;br /&gt;keeps me awake&lt;br /&gt;and makes me shake&lt;br /&gt;not much rhymes with coffee&lt;br /&gt;except for maybe toffee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361737-81103609?l=chanceofrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361737/posts/default/81103609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361737/posts/default/81103609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanceofrain.blogspot.com/2002_09_01_archive.html#81103609' title=''/><author><name>jahva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06411714433604133861</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361737.post-81102390</id><published>2002-09-03T15:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-09-03T15:44:49.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what makes you want to kick things?&lt;br /&gt;what makes you chew your fingertips to the bone?&lt;br /&gt;i want to know.&lt;br /&gt;because you do.&lt;br /&gt;what pushes you right off the edge?&lt;br /&gt;what tests your sanity?&lt;br /&gt;what would it take&lt;br /&gt;to blow your mind?&lt;br /&gt;i want to know.&lt;br /&gt;i want to know what makes you tick.&lt;br /&gt;i want to know what makes you squirm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why am i standing here?&lt;br /&gt;just biting on my thumb.&lt;br /&gt;what did i hope to say to you?&lt;br /&gt;why did you turn away so fast?&lt;br /&gt;i never said that i was done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361737-81102390?l=chanceofrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361737/posts/default/81102390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361737/posts/default/81102390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanceofrain.blogspot.com/2002_09_01_archive.html#81102390' title=''/><author><name>jahva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06411714433604133861</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361737.post-80659906</id><published>2002-08-24T13:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-08-24T13:55:04.650-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i like packaging tape and mustard&lt;br /&gt;and finally enjoy my veggies&lt;br /&gt;i wear a watch every day&lt;br /&gt;twice monthly, i collect my pay&lt;br /&gt;but i don't feel grown-up&lt;br /&gt;when will i feel like an adult?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361737-80659906?l=chanceofrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361737/posts/default/80659906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361737/posts/default/80659906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanceofrain.blogspot.com/2002_08_01_archive.html#80659906' title=''/><author><name>jahva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06411714433604133861</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361737.post-80491065</id><published>2002-08-20T16:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-08-27T14:47:26.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>when will i lose my inhibitions &lt;br /&gt;and be able to say what i want when i want&lt;br /&gt;without fearing what people think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's easy enough to give sound advice&lt;br /&gt;but quite difficult to follow it yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can tell you to be true and follow your soul&lt;br /&gt;and to not take crap from anyone&lt;br /&gt;but most times, i find myself&lt;br /&gt;too afraid to speak from my own heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how will i find my own voice&lt;br /&gt;if i'm too afraid to sing a song&lt;br /&gt;how will they know what i'm thinking&lt;br /&gt;if i shut up and agree with whatever they say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how will i ever tell my story&lt;br /&gt;if i keep so wrapped up in myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361737-80491065?l=chanceofrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361737/posts/default/80491065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361737/posts/default/80491065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanceofrain.blogspot.com/2002_08_01_archive.html#80491065' title=''/><author><name>jahva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06411714433604133861</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361737.post-80489800</id><published>2002-08-20T16:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-08-27T14:47:10.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>please don't be late&lt;br /&gt;i want to begin my life&lt;br /&gt;right now&lt;br /&gt;i've waited long enough&lt;br /&gt;to know the difference&lt;br /&gt;between what i want&lt;br /&gt;and what i need&lt;br /&gt;but i've lost all my patience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361737-80489800?l=chanceofrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361737/posts/default/80489800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361737/posts/default/80489800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanceofrain.blogspot.com/2002_08_01_archive.html#80489800' title=''/><author><name>jahva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06411714433604133861</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361737.post-80087445</id><published>2002-08-11T00:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-08-11T00:09:11.023-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why do you deflate her?&lt;br /&gt;does it make you feel better&lt;br /&gt;does it make you feel stronger&lt;br /&gt;to prove someones weaker&lt;br /&gt;could it be a disease&lt;br /&gt;and not really their problem but yours&lt;br /&gt;through no fault of her own&lt;br /&gt;she takes it to heart&lt;br /&gt;while you set it in stone&lt;br /&gt;why must you deflate her&lt;br /&gt;when she only wants to lift you up&lt;br /&gt;you only drag her down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361737-80087445?l=chanceofrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361737/posts/default/80087445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361737/posts/default/80087445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanceofrain.blogspot.com/2002_08_01_archive.html#80087445' title=''/><author><name>jahva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06411714433604133861</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361737.post-79252786</id><published>2002-07-22T08:19:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2002-07-22T10:36:36.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>somebody else's house&lt;br /&gt;no matter how many times&lt;br /&gt;he passed through the that door, or&lt;br /&gt;how often he sat on that couch,&lt;br /&gt;it was never familiar.&lt;br /&gt;only ever recognisable as&lt;br /&gt;somebody else's house&lt;br /&gt;it didn't matter the pattern&lt;br /&gt;on the china, or the lace&lt;br /&gt;on the curtains.&lt;br /&gt;it would always be&lt;br /&gt;somebody else's house&lt;br /&gt;without the comfort&lt;br /&gt;of a hotel room&lt;br /&gt;somebody else's pillow&lt;br /&gt;somebody else's life&lt;br /&gt;but not his own.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361737-79252786?l=chanceofrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361737/posts/default/79252786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361737/posts/default/79252786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanceofrain.blogspot.com/2002_07_01_archive.html#79252786' title=''/><author><name>jahva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06411714433604133861</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361737.post-79252775</id><published>2002-07-22T08:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-07-22T08:19:19.413-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>She didn't look back&lt;br /&gt;after she slammed the car door&lt;br /&gt;she didn't see his face&lt;br /&gt;as he watched her walk away&lt;br /&gt;she didn't see his sad expression&lt;br /&gt;following her as she disappeared from view&lt;br /&gt;she didn't know the words&lt;br /&gt;'I love you' were only seconds from his mouth&lt;br /&gt;and that only a glance back&lt;br /&gt;could have reassured him&lt;br /&gt;and given the day&lt;br /&gt;a different feeling.&lt;br /&gt;She slammed the door&lt;br /&gt;and walked away.&lt;br /&gt;she didn't know it was&lt;br /&gt;her last day as wife&lt;br /&gt;and first as widow.&lt;br /&gt;He wouldn't know that the words&lt;br /&gt;'I love you' were stubbornly&lt;br /&gt;stuck in her throat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361737-79252775?l=chanceofrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361737/posts/default/79252775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361737/posts/default/79252775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanceofrain.blogspot.com/2002_07_01_archive.html#79252775' title=''/><author><name>jahva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06411714433604133861</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361737.post-79074530</id><published>2002-07-17T15:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-07-17T15:18:47.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it doesn't surprise me to see you here&lt;br /&gt;still hanging around in our old stomping grounds&lt;br /&gt;you're just the way i'd pictured you&lt;br /&gt;standing against that wall&lt;br /&gt;you try to sit, but you can't stay still&lt;br /&gt;you can ease into the driver's seat&lt;br /&gt;but you can't get into gear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a little bit pretty&lt;br /&gt;a little bit scared&lt;br /&gt;a little bit jumpy&lt;br /&gt;maybe too sure of your step&lt;br /&gt;to realise what made you fall&lt;br /&gt;but i saw you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361737-79074530?l=chanceofrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361737/posts/default/79074530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361737/posts/default/79074530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanceofrain.blogspot.com/2002_07_01_archive.html#79074530' title=''/><author><name>jahva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06411714433604133861</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361737.post-78830498</id><published>2002-07-11T15:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-07-11T15:25:37.343-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fire fly&lt;br /&gt;in the night&lt;br /&gt;a short burst&lt;br /&gt;of lovely light&lt;br /&gt;i wish you could hang around&lt;br /&gt;just a little while longer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they might chase you around for fun&lt;br /&gt;but they won't catch you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361737-78830498?l=chanceofrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361737/posts/default/78830498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361737/posts/default/78830498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanceofrain.blogspot.com/2002_07_01_archive.html#78830498' title=''/><author><name>jahva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06411714433604133861</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361737.post-78520801</id><published>2002-07-03T15:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-07-03T16:02:29.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>drunken sun&lt;br /&gt;stealing my thunder&lt;br /&gt;bring on the rain&lt;br /&gt;to cool me down&lt;br /&gt;and ease my pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's a troubled sky above me&lt;br /&gt;a thick hot mist&lt;br /&gt;if it weren't for the sunlight that's getting through&lt;br /&gt;i wouldn't see your face&lt;br /&gt;there's a flicker of something sneaky in your eye&lt;br /&gt;and i'm not sure what to make of your smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drunken sun&lt;br /&gt;stealing my thunder&lt;br /&gt;is there a chance of rain?&lt;br /&gt;to wash me down&lt;br /&gt;and soothe my pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's a drunken sun swimming in the sky&lt;br /&gt;it's so hard to stay afloat&lt;br /&gt;the heat makes me dizzy, the air's hard to breathe&lt;br /&gt;a girl could swoon on days like these&lt;br /&gt;but i have to keep my eye on that sky&lt;br /&gt;and keep my feet on the ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drunken sun&lt;br /&gt;stealing my thunder&lt;br /&gt;bring on the rain&lt;br /&gt;cool me down&lt;br /&gt;so i can breathe again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361737-78520801?l=chanceofrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361737/posts/default/78520801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361737/posts/default/78520801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanceofrain.blogspot.com/2002_07_01_archive.html#78520801' title=''/><author><name>jahva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06411714433604133861</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361737.post-77903667</id><published>2002-06-18T16:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-06-25T16:54:32.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Ode to yodeling&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color ="#FFFF99" size=1&gt;(... hehe just because i'm feeling silly and i could hear somebody yodeling this...  don't ask me why --you're just jealous because the little voices are talking to me)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are lovely&lt;br /&gt;if i never said anything else&lt;br /&gt;know that&lt;br /&gt;you could be worse for me&lt;br /&gt;but you've gotten the better of me&lt;br /&gt;and now i'm mumbling gibberish&lt;br /&gt;in attempts to get through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm a fool&lt;br /&gt;and a thrift-shop whore&lt;br /&gt;i don't even know what that means&lt;br /&gt;and you can say that i'm a bore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll believe you&lt;br /&gt;if you just talk to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sit with a cup of coffee&lt;br /&gt;and we could talk til the sun falls asleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's a storm in the sky, despite all the sunshine&lt;br /&gt;i see those clouds overhead&lt;br /&gt;and though i don't mind the rain&lt;br /&gt;i'd rather hope&lt;br /&gt;to have the lightning and thunder&lt;br /&gt;under my control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361737-77903667?l=chanceofrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361737/posts/default/77903667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361737/posts/default/77903667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanceofrain.blogspot.com/2002_06_01_archive.html#77903667' title=''/><author><name>jahva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06411714433604133861</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361737.post-77859343</id><published>2002-06-17T16:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-06-17T16:42:47.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why do you taunt me?&lt;br /&gt;even if you don't know it&lt;br /&gt;can't you befriend me?&lt;br /&gt;why does it have to be so tough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you are unaware&lt;br /&gt;that i can't get over you&lt;br /&gt;then please take this&lt;br /&gt;as a plea from my wretched heart&lt;br /&gt;i'd like to make a little room for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because if you move even half as well&lt;br /&gt;as you look right now&lt;br /&gt;you might have my heart by tonight&lt;br /&gt;and if you talk in a whisper&lt;br /&gt;i'll lean close to hear&lt;br /&gt;but just be sure you're talking to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361737-77859343?l=chanceofrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361737/posts/default/77859343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361737/posts/default/77859343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanceofrain.blogspot.com/2002_06_01_archive.html#77859343' title=''/><author><name>jahva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06411714433604133861</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361737.post-77112536</id><published>2002-05-29T15:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-05-29T15:46:31.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;habit forming&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm a weak willed individual&lt;br /&gt;just takes a wink&lt;br /&gt;or the glint in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;or that knowing grin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it might be a sin&lt;br /&gt;and maybe i'll be sorry someday&lt;br /&gt;but i can't help myself&lt;br /&gt;with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me tousle your hair&lt;br /&gt;Heaven help me &lt;br /&gt;when you make me laugh&lt;br /&gt;do you have any idea&lt;br /&gt;the state i'm in when you're around?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe you're just a dream&lt;br /&gt;but what's the harm&lt;br /&gt;of dreaming when the dream's of you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361737-77112536?l=chanceofrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361737/posts/default/77112536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361737/posts/default/77112536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanceofrain.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#77112536' title=''/><author><name>jahva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06411714433604133861</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361737.post-77110405</id><published>2002-05-29T14:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-05-29T15:00:41.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>can't believe i'm over you&lt;br /&gt;feels like a million years ago&lt;br /&gt;when you could lead me on with just the curl of you smile&lt;br /&gt;and you knew&lt;br /&gt;that you had me&lt;br /&gt;and you knew&lt;br /&gt;all along&lt;br /&gt;you knew i'd do anything&lt;br /&gt;but there was one thing you hadn't counted on&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe i'm over you&lt;br /&gt;i get more feeling from raindrops&lt;br /&gt;than from the warmth of your lips&lt;br /&gt;now i'm just as numb as you&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe i'm over you&lt;br /&gt;i never thought that such a sweet taste could go sour&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361737-77110405?l=chanceofrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361737/posts/default/77110405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361737/posts/default/77110405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanceofrain.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#77110405' title=''/><author><name>jahva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06411714433604133861</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361737.post-76272969</id><published>2002-05-07T15:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-05-07T15:41:12.860-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>big fat lemon drops&lt;br /&gt;sickly sweet, but sour&lt;br /&gt;that's what summer tastes like to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a cool sunday&lt;br /&gt;sitting in the shade&lt;br /&gt;admiring the view of the sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when you're stuck in the sweaty city&lt;br /&gt;there's no escape from the red heat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it gets me all aflushed&lt;br /&gt;i find it hard to rush&lt;br /&gt;i'd like melt into the pavement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pigeons seem just fine&lt;br /&gt;they're at it all the time&lt;br /&gt;if only i had the view that they do&lt;br /&gt;perched up on a city roof&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fireballs&lt;br /&gt;and cold water&lt;br /&gt;think i've simmered in the sun too long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361737-76272969?l=chanceofrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361737/posts/default/76272969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361737/posts/default/76272969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanceofrain.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76272969' title=''/><author><name>jahva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06411714433604133861</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361737.post-75430949</id><published>2002-04-15T14:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-04-15T14:51:11.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>walk a little taller beside me&lt;br /&gt;if i can't help at all&lt;br /&gt;at least you can hold me&lt;br /&gt;i may not solve all your problems&lt;br /&gt;but maybe we could let them go for a while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walk a little taller beside me&lt;br /&gt;and if you need some one to lean on&lt;br /&gt;i hope you'd trust my strength&lt;br /&gt;no matter how hard it seems right now&lt;br /&gt;i know you'll find your way through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walk a little taller beside me&lt;br /&gt;i can't promise to show you the answers&lt;br /&gt;and i can't take away all your fears&lt;br /&gt;but i can love you&lt;br /&gt;and i hope you'll walk a little taller&lt;br /&gt;if only i'm there to walk beside you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361737-75430949?l=chanceofrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361737/posts/default/75430949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361737/posts/default/75430949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanceofrain.blogspot.com/2002_04_01_archive.html#75430949' title=''/><author><name>jahva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06411714433604133861</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361737.post-11381068</id><published>2002-04-02T12:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-04-02T12:25:26.960-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dare you&lt;br /&gt;i might be quiet like a mouse&lt;br /&gt;but i can shoot you down,&lt;br /&gt;anytime&lt;br /&gt;i dare you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361737-11381068?l=chanceofrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361737/posts/default/11381068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361737/posts/default/11381068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanceofrain.blogspot.com/2002_04_01_archive.html#11381068' title=''/><author><name>jahva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06411714433604133861</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361737.post-11381014</id><published>2002-04-02T12:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-04-02T12:23:45.130-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why do the dreamers get shot down,&lt;br /&gt;is it because they reach too high?&lt;br /&gt;who's to say we can't find a common ground&lt;br /&gt;who's gonna tell me i can't touch the sky?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361737-11381014?l=chanceofrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361737/posts/default/11381014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361737/posts/default/11381014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanceofrain.blogspot.com/2002_04_01_archive.html#11381014' title=''/><author><name>jahva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06411714433604133861</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361737.post-11123262</id><published>2002-03-25T22:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-03-25T22:18:55.646-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>who do you dream of&lt;br /&gt;what is it that you see&lt;br /&gt;when the darkness surrounds you&lt;br /&gt;is it your only company?&lt;br /&gt;when i'm laying in your arms&lt;br /&gt;is it me you're thinking of&lt;br /&gt;how can i get inside you&lt;br /&gt;how will i know our heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'cause we all have dreams&lt;br /&gt;that we will never speak of&lt;br /&gt;and we all have fears&lt;br /&gt;that wear us down inside&lt;br /&gt;but we all want the same thing in the end&lt;br /&gt;to feel safe, to feel happy&lt;br /&gt;and to have someone to love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you lie awake some nights&lt;br /&gt;and wonder when it all will end&lt;br /&gt;do you wrack your brain&lt;br /&gt;trying to think of one good friend&lt;br /&gt;people often let us down&lt;br /&gt;but we forget if they come around&lt;br /&gt;do you ie yourself in knots&lt;br /&gt;in your struggle to be free?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'cause we all have dreams&lt;br /&gt;that we will never speak of&lt;br /&gt;and we all have fears&lt;br /&gt;that wear us down inside&lt;br /&gt;but we all want the same thing in the end&lt;br /&gt;to feel safe, to feel happy&lt;br /&gt;and to have someone to love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you locked away your heart&lt;br /&gt;hoping someday someone will find it?&lt;br /&gt;will you run around in circles&lt;br /&gt;to come back to the place you started&lt;br /&gt;what are you afraid of?&lt;br /&gt;would it really hurt&lt;br /&gt;to let somebody in&lt;br /&gt;to call someone a friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'cause we all have dreams&lt;br /&gt;that we will never speak of&lt;br /&gt;and we all have fears&lt;br /&gt;that wear us down inside&lt;br /&gt;but we all want the same thing in the end&lt;br /&gt;to feel safe, to feel happy&lt;br /&gt;and to have someone to love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in the end&lt;br /&gt;who will you love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361737-11123262?l=chanceofrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361737/posts/default/11123262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361737/posts/default/11123262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanceofrain.blogspot.com/2002_03_01_archive.html#11123262' title=''/><author><name>jahva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06411714433604133861</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361737.post-10868941</id><published>2002-03-18T15:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-03-18T15:37:29.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>two begging punks&lt;br /&gt;sitting in the sun,&lt;br /&gt;how did you get to this place?&lt;br /&gt;did you spend your daddy's money&lt;br /&gt;on pot and gin and rummy&lt;br /&gt;or did you just waste it all away&lt;br /&gt;on that fancy blue dye&lt;br /&gt;that makes your hair look tough&lt;br /&gt;you seem friendly enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two homeless punks&lt;br /&gt;with all that crazy junk&lt;br /&gt;how did you get there?&lt;br /&gt;how did you get that hair?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two poor kids&lt;br /&gt;where did you see your life heading?&lt;br /&gt;are you happy now&lt;br /&gt;or just playing it day by day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361737-10868941?l=chanceofrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361737/posts/default/10868941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361737/posts/default/10868941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanceofrain.blogspot.com/2002_03_01_archive.html#10868941' title=''/><author><name>jahva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06411714433604133861</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361737.post-10628608</id><published>2002-03-11T15:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-03-11T15:48:31.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a glorious day&lt;br /&gt;the sun was blinding&lt;br /&gt;against a tranquil blue sky&lt;br /&gt;on our way into the city&lt;br /&gt;groggy still&lt;br /&gt;we sat with coffees&lt;br /&gt;and hunched weakly over our desks&lt;br /&gt;a tuesday morning&lt;br /&gt;not unlike any old weekday&lt;br /&gt;but then the news came&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't believe it&lt;br /&gt;are you serious?&lt;br /&gt;i have to call my mum&lt;br /&gt;then the lump in your throat&lt;br /&gt;when the news kept streaming in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another plane&lt;br /&gt;and then again&lt;br /&gt;was one flying overhead?&lt;br /&gt;were we safe?&lt;br /&gt;how can i get home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is this all really happening?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the days that followed&lt;br /&gt;the world seemed numb&lt;br /&gt;the count remained at one&lt;br /&gt;rescue changed to recovery&lt;br /&gt;and you got sick of the news&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by now you knew it had to have been true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so angry and sad&lt;br /&gt;you don't know what to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but 6 months have passed now&lt;br /&gt;and the world's supposed to have changed&lt;br /&gt;we're fighting a war,&lt;br /&gt;but most people don't remember why&lt;br /&gt;only 6 months ago,&lt;br /&gt;we all said we'd stand together&lt;br /&gt;and we'd be better neighbours&lt;br /&gt;and kinder strangers&lt;br /&gt;and show love to those we love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i wonder how much &lt;br /&gt;any of us have really changed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then it all hits me in the face again&lt;br /&gt;and i weep for the chance that we all lost&lt;br /&gt;to come together as a nation,&lt;br /&gt;or just as friends&lt;br /&gt;to be better individually, &lt;br /&gt;and more in touch spiritually,&lt;br /&gt;i thought that maybe&lt;br /&gt;we might learn to care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the clear blue sky&lt;br /&gt;stained with dust&lt;br /&gt;but what has really&lt;br /&gt;changed in us?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361737-10628608?l=chanceofrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361737/posts/default/10628608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361737/posts/default/10628608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanceofrain.blogspot.com/2002_03_01_archive.html#10628608' title=''/><author><name>jahva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06411714433604133861</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361737.post-10416955</id><published>2002-03-05T14:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-03-07T11:33:15.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what a crap page!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;rrrwaaghh!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361737-10416955?l=chanceofrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361737/posts/default/10416955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361737/posts/default/10416955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanceofrain.blogspot.com/2002_03_01_archive.html#10416955' title=''/><author><name>jahva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06411714433604133861</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361737.post-10378785</id><published>2002-03-04T16:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-03-04T16:37:00.910-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;the only things worth living for are innocence and magic. amen.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;-David Gray&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love that line&lt;br /&gt;i want it to be true&lt;br /&gt;but maybe innocence and magic aren't such great things to live for&lt;br /&gt;maybe its just setting yourself up for disappointment,&lt;br /&gt;because life has so many dark corners&lt;br /&gt;and so many people want to discourage and discredit magic,&lt;br /&gt;and innocence is looked upon like a disease,&lt;br /&gt;it seems like everything is out in the open these days&lt;br /&gt;people pretend that its for the greater good&lt;br /&gt;but we don't really need to know as much as we see&lt;br /&gt;there is something to be said for 'blissful ignorance'&lt;br /&gt;to have faith in humanity&lt;br /&gt;to remain hopeful&lt;br /&gt;i think that requires a little bit of both innocence and magic&lt;br /&gt;because we're all surrounded by disappointments&lt;br /&gt;the world is so dark and ugly and terrifying&lt;br /&gt;but to see through the darkness&lt;br /&gt;and find some sort of light,&lt;br /&gt;that is magic&lt;br /&gt;but it's made more difficult by the fact that we are all constantly being let down by people&lt;br /&gt;and by what we expected from life ... that's innocence dying.&lt;br /&gt;we mustn't let it vanish completely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361737-10378785?l=chanceofrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361737/posts/default/10378785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361737/posts/default/10378785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanceofrain.blogspot.com/2002_03_01_archive.html#10378785' title=''/><author><name>jahva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06411714433604133861</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361737.post-10277389</id><published>2002-03-01T16:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-03-01T16:34:13.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>to have a lump in your throat&lt;br /&gt;on a gorgeous day&lt;br /&gt;for reasons, most of which you can't explain&lt;br /&gt;to feel mournful, to feel lost&lt;br /&gt;to feel scared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to feel so much gratitude&lt;br /&gt;that my heart swells up&lt;br /&gt;and i feel like crying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is too beautiful&lt;br /&gt;but so confusing&lt;br /&gt;why put us through all this?&lt;br /&gt;why do we have to know the inevitable,&lt;br /&gt;but without much clarity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to mourn before you've lost&lt;br /&gt;to feel sorrow well after the weeping's done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is so hard to live in the moment&lt;br /&gt;when you know one day it will end&lt;br /&gt;it's so hard to stay joyful&lt;br /&gt;when you're living the moments&lt;br /&gt;you know one day you'll miss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a selfish sort of pain&lt;br /&gt;and a backwards way to mourn&lt;br /&gt;but when you cry for tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;you lose today&lt;br /&gt;and before too long&lt;br /&gt;it has all slipped away&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361737-10277389?l=chanceofrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361737/posts/default/10277389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361737/posts/default/10277389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanceofrain.blogspot.com/2002_03_01_archive.html#10277389' title=''/><author><name>jahva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06411714433604133861</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361737.post-10233810</id><published>2002-02-28T14:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-03-01T16:34:21.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nobody can steal my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;even if i repress them&lt;br /&gt;to be &lt;i&gt;socially acceptable&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am still a lady&lt;br /&gt;and i know how to behave like one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how dare you&lt;br /&gt;or anyone&lt;br /&gt;try to keep me from childish antics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know how to behave&lt;br /&gt;i just might choose not to&lt;br /&gt;when it suits me&lt;br /&gt;and that suits me&lt;br /&gt;just fine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361737-10233810?l=chanceofrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361737/posts/default/10233810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361737/posts/default/10233810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanceofrain.blogspot.com/2002_02_01_archive.html#10233810' title=''/><author><name>jahva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06411714433604133861</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361737.post-10223599</id><published>2002-02-28T09:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-03-01T16:34:31.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a chance for a smile&lt;br /&gt;is all i need&lt;br /&gt;maybe you could see more&lt;br /&gt;in my self-conscious grin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361737-10223599?l=chanceofrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361737/posts/default/10223599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361737/posts/default/10223599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanceofrain.blogspot.com/2002_02_01_archive.html#10223599' title=''/><author><name>jahva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06411714433604133861</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361737.post-10194068</id><published>2002-02-27T14:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-03-01T16:34:38.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>maybe i'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'm wrong&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'm just another cheesy girl&lt;br /&gt;maybe not&lt;br /&gt;maybe you were different&lt;br /&gt;maybe i saw through you&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'm afraid&lt;br /&gt;you saw through me&lt;br /&gt;maybe that's ok&lt;br /&gt;maybe you care enough&lt;br /&gt;to love me anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361737-10194068?l=chanceofrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361737/posts/default/10194068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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