<?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-231956430217669991</id><updated>2012-02-19T12:04:08.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fake Empire</title><subtitle type='html'>You're the piece of gold, that flashes on my soul.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceanonyourtongue.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231956430217669991/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceanonyourtongue.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lazy Dancer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m1uCNxzZ5d0/S5r86F99S0I/AAAAAAAAAGA/vtYZ5PLKmSw/S220/212.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-231956430217669991.post-7311431615580170905</id><published>2010-11-28T23:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T23:42:56.377-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wake up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too  little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too  tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom. We have  multiplied our possessions but reduced our values. We talk too much,  love too seldom, and hate too often. We’ve learned how to make a living  but not a life. We’ve added years to life, not life to years."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- George Carlin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;this never fails to ground me.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/231956430217669991-7311431615580170905?l=oceanonyourtongue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231956430217669991/posts/default/7311431615580170905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231956430217669991/posts/default/7311431615580170905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceanonyourtongue.blogspot.com/2010/11/wake-up.html' title='wake up'/><author><name>Lazy Dancer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m1uCNxzZ5d0/S5r86F99S0I/AAAAAAAAAGA/vtYZ5PLKmSw/S220/212.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-231956430217669991.post-6770478445212136610</id><published>2010-11-20T20:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T20:53:25.125-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 style="color: black; font-weight: normal; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;"When we measure something we are forcing an undetermined, undefined  world to assume an experimental value. We are not ‘measuring’ the world,  we are creating it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 style="color: black; font-weight: normal; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;- Niels Bohr&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/231956430217669991-6770478445212136610?l=oceanonyourtongue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231956430217669991/posts/default/6770478445212136610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231956430217669991/posts/default/6770478445212136610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceanonyourtongue.blogspot.com/2010/11/brilliant.html' title=''/><author><name>Lazy Dancer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m1uCNxzZ5d0/S5r86F99S0I/AAAAAAAAAGA/vtYZ5PLKmSw/S220/212.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-231956430217669991.post-992030582625840412</id><published>2010-11-05T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T00:00:04.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'>teenage crime</title><content type='html'>i feel guilty that i haven't posted here in a while. &lt;br /&gt;i haven't abandoned this blog - it's just that i haven't had any new materials or anything worth posting to share. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life has changed dramatically since july. for the better and worse. although the bad part looks more daunting simply because the good is a silver lining, a sliver of sunshine at the end of the tunnel that will only get bigger and brighter as i get myself out of my current predicament. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can either bite the bullet and take the hit, or be true to myself and do what i want. &lt;br /&gt;both have their pros and cons, with the former having surprisingly more pros than the latter. &lt;br /&gt;but i know if i follow the latter, the truth will be out in the open and i'll be done playing charade. &lt;br /&gt;it all depends on perspective and an individual's level of maturity, really. &lt;br /&gt;most people have neither. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. things are going great with my love. he's one of the few, scarce things that keep me sane.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/231956430217669991-992030582625840412?l=oceanonyourtongue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231956430217669991/posts/default/992030582625840412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231956430217669991/posts/default/992030582625840412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceanonyourtongue.blogspot.com/2010/11/teenager-crime.html' title='teenage crime'/><author><name>Lazy Dancer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m1uCNxzZ5d0/S5r86F99S0I/AAAAAAAAAGA/vtYZ5PLKmSw/S220/212.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-231956430217669991.post-1279911142159808736</id><published>2010-10-23T20:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T20:53:38.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>some of my favorite quotes</title><content type='html'>"Follow your inner moonlight; don't hide the madness." - Ginsberg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Anyone who lives within their means suffers from a lack of imagination." - Wilde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do what you love and fuck the rest." - Dwayne, Little Miss Sunshine (2006)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The only reason I lied was because the truth was so difficult to explain." - Murakami, The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you tell the truth, you don't have to remember anything." - Twain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But I'd only told them the truth. Was that so selfish? Our integrity sells for so little, but it is all we really have." - Valerie, V for Vendetta (2005)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I wondered if that was how forgiveness budded; not with the fanfare of epiphany, but with pain gathering its things, packing up, and slipping away unannounced in the middle of the night." - Hosseini, The Kite Runner&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/231956430217669991-1279911142159808736?l=oceanonyourtongue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231956430217669991/posts/default/1279911142159808736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231956430217669991/posts/default/1279911142159808736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceanonyourtongue.blogspot.com/2010/10/some-of-my-favorite-quotes.html' title='some of my favorite quotes'/><author><name>Lazy Dancer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m1uCNxzZ5d0/S5r86F99S0I/AAAAAAAAAGA/vtYZ5PLKmSw/S220/212.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-231956430217669991.post-6028421845674837745</id><published>2010-07-21T01:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T01:40:23.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel as though my writing journey is nearing its end. not by my own means, but for the means of my "greater good".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't make sense, does it?&lt;br /&gt;well, we'll see. writing makes me happy, but sometimes happiness can only fool a person for so long before reality settles in with a cold hard bitch-slap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/231956430217669991-6028421845674837745?l=oceanonyourtongue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231956430217669991/posts/default/6028421845674837745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231956430217669991/posts/default/6028421845674837745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceanonyourtongue.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-feel-as-though-my-writing-journey-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Lazy Dancer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m1uCNxzZ5d0/S5r86F99S0I/AAAAAAAAAGA/vtYZ5PLKmSw/S220/212.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-231956430217669991.post-6472428082128464116</id><published>2010-07-21T01:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T01:34:35.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so i know i said i would post my short writings and whatnots here, but i haven't had the time to actually settle down and do some writing. that and my laptop has been going topsy-turvy on me. i think it's time to get a new one, but i don't want to spend money on such things. a new hard drive should do the trick.&lt;br /&gt;there's not much for me to say right now.&lt;br /&gt;but i have learned from the past couple of months that the hardest thing to go through is waiting. waiting for a response, waiting for a loved one, waiting to know a test result, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the act of being inactive and incapacitated while anticipating a response is truly torturous. how much more can the psyche suffer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in fact, i'm waiting right now, for my bear to show up. yes i know it is one thirty in the morning, but he's driving here because i've asked him to. was it selfish? perhaps, but there are just certain nights where you don't want to be alone. where i don't and he doesn't, either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've found a warm body and a familiar face to wake up to. and i'm not about to give that up for anything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/231956430217669991-6472428082128464116?l=oceanonyourtongue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231956430217669991/posts/default/6472428082128464116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231956430217669991/posts/default/6472428082128464116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceanonyourtongue.blogspot.com/2010/07/so-i-know-i-said-i-would-post-my-short.html' title=''/><author><name>Lazy Dancer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m1uCNxzZ5d0/S5r86F99S0I/AAAAAAAAAGA/vtYZ5PLKmSw/S220/212.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-231956430217669991.post-2554338854085403707</id><published>2010-06-12T16:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T16:53:52.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>an eastern ballad</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre style="color: black; font-size: 12px; overflow-x: auto; overflow-y: auto; width: 730px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I speak of love that comes to mind:&lt;br /&gt;The moon is faithful, although blind;&lt;br /&gt;She moves in thought she cannot speak.&lt;br /&gt;Perfect care has made her bleak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never dreamed the sea so deep,&lt;br /&gt;The earth so dark; so long my sleep,&lt;br /&gt;I have become another child.&lt;br /&gt;I wake to see the world go wild.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="color: black; font-size: 12px; overflow-x: auto; overflow-y: auto; width: 730px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="color: black; font-size: 12px; overflow-x: auto; overflow-y: auto; width: 730px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;- Ginsberg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="color: black; font-size: 12px; overflow-x: auto; overflow-y: auto; width: 730px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="color: black; font-size: 12px; overflow-x: auto; overflow-y: auto; width: 730px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;beautiful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/231956430217669991-2554338854085403707?l=oceanonyourtongue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231956430217669991/posts/default/2554338854085403707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231956430217669991/posts/default/2554338854085403707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceanonyourtongue.blogspot.com/2010/06/eastern-ballad.html' title='an eastern ballad'/><author><name>Lazy Dancer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m1uCNxzZ5d0/S5r86F99S0I/AAAAAAAAAGA/vtYZ5PLKmSw/S220/212.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-231956430217669991.post-2757814236356084429</id><published>2010-05-29T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T22:03:08.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;she's not the ideal, but she's your ideal.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;wild hair and brazen laughter. her eyes holding everything you’ve ever wanted to see in another human being. the security, the relief, and the joy of knowing she will always be there. a home away from home. &lt;br /&gt;because sometimes, a person is all we need to feel like we belong in the world.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/231956430217669991-2757814236356084429?l=oceanonyourtongue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231956430217669991/posts/default/2757814236356084429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231956430217669991/posts/default/2757814236356084429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceanonyourtongue.blogspot.com/2010/05/shes-not-ideal-but-shes-your-ideal.html' title=''/><author><name>Lazy Dancer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m1uCNxzZ5d0/S5r86F99S0I/AAAAAAAAAGA/vtYZ5PLKmSw/S220/212.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-231956430217669991.post-1390700294421192966</id><published>2010-05-26T01:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T01:05:23.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>summer love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Palatino Linotype', Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; margin-top: 3px;"&gt;the things i think of when i think of summer:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; margin-top: 3px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; margin-top: 3px;"&gt;lazy days and crazy nights. midnight hikes and blue hour munchies. sleeping in cars after deep, emotional talks. driving aimlessly with the windows down and the music turned up, screaming and laughing over the songs and bodies moving to the beat. wild adventures with fire and gambling and bright city lights. holding hands and cuddling at night. twirling around and dreaming of lavender fields and summer love. dresses that go swoosh and shoes that go clack. boys with ocean colored eyes and low, soothing voices that can lull me to sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; margin-top: 3px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; margin-top: 3px;"&gt;i am a girl, just like every other girl. you don’t have to tread carefully with me. be real, be you, don’t be afraid to talk or share your thoughts. your emotions and feelings are safe with me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; margin-top: 3px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; margin-top: 3px;"&gt;my hands can hold your heart, and i will take good care of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/231956430217669991-1390700294421192966?l=oceanonyourtongue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231956430217669991/posts/default/1390700294421192966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231956430217669991/posts/default/1390700294421192966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceanonyourtongue.blogspot.com/2010/05/summer-love.html' title='summer love'/><author><name>Lazy Dancer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m1uCNxzZ5d0/S5r86F99S0I/AAAAAAAAAGA/vtYZ5PLKmSw/S220/212.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-231956430217669991.post-5389066724560074385</id><published>2010-04-20T15:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T15:03:00.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the sweetest nothing anyone has ever known.</title><content type='html'>i've always thought blogspot was boring, but i'm thinking of using this again just for my writing and some pictures here and there, this summer.&lt;br /&gt;we'll see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/231956430217669991-5389066724560074385?l=oceanonyourtongue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231956430217669991/posts/default/5389066724560074385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231956430217669991/posts/default/5389066724560074385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceanonyourtongue.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-can-be-anything-you-want-me-to-be.html' title='the sweetest nothing anyone has ever known.'/><author><name>Lazy Dancer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m1uCNxzZ5d0/S5r86F99S0I/AAAAAAAAAGA/vtYZ5PLKmSw/S220/212.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-231956430217669991.post-8022752726145368698</id><published>2009-03-31T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T21:58:52.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Collect Call</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;If the fire's out baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;How you gonna keep me warm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Supposing you let me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;With the door wide open no one can leave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I know it's a lie I want it to be true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The rest of the ride is riding on you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Over goodbyes we'll buy some place for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Wishing you could&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Keep me closer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm a lazy dancer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;When you move &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I move with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;If somebody's got soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You gotta make the move&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Make the move&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I know it's a lie I want it to be true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The rest of the ride is riding on you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Over goodbyes we'll buy some place for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Wishing you could&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Keep me closer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm a lazy dancer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;When you move &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I move with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Metric&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/231956430217669991-8022752726145368698?l=oceanonyourtongue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231956430217669991/posts/default/8022752726145368698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231956430217669991/posts/default/8022752726145368698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceanonyourtongue.blogspot.com/2009/03/collect-call.html' title='Collect Call'/><author><name>Lazy Dancer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' 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