<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25268900</id><updated>2009-03-01T04:32:50.953-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Big Top Soda Pop"</title><subtitle type='html'>Lyrics Ami Worthen's songs on the 2006 Mad Tea Party album, "Big Top Soda Pop"</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigtopsodapop.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25268900/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigtopsodapop.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>madteaparty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05657421729946897290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25268900.post-115146874362928977</id><published>2006-06-28T00:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T22:34:28.926-05:00</updated><title type='text'>62 Years</title><content type='html'>(c) 2006 Ami Worthen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sixty-two years ago, she walked the aisle so slow,&lt;br /&gt;Until he met her with his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Sixty-two years ago, how could she ever know,&lt;br /&gt;That they would make it all this time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;I want the same for you and me.&lt;br /&gt;I want spontaneity.&lt;br /&gt;I want mystery, surprise.&lt;br /&gt;And it want it by your side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sixty-two years ago, her dress as white as snow,&lt;br /&gt;She looked up at her beau and cried.&lt;br /&gt;And now she looks again, her partner and her friend,&lt;br /&gt;And feels a love she can’t describe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sixty-two years today, of happiness and pain,&lt;br /&gt;They weathered all the storms of life.&lt;br /&gt;And now they're growing old, but their story won't be told,&lt;br /&gt;until they have to say good-bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We choose a life of play, we do things our own way,&lt;br /&gt;No church or law holds us tied.&lt;br /&gt;Sixty-two years from now, if destiny allows, &lt;br /&gt;I will still be by your side. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25268900-115146874362928977?l=bigtopsodapop.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigtopsodapop.blogspot.com/feeds/115146874362928977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25268900&amp;postID=115146874362928977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25268900/posts/default/115146874362928977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25268900/posts/default/115146874362928977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigtopsodapop.blogspot.com/2006/06/62-years.html' title='62 Years'/><author><name>madteaparty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05657421729946897290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14828821014406414700'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25268900.post-115146870547584955</id><published>2006-06-28T00:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T00:25:05.476-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Space Repair</title><content type='html'>(c) 2006 Ami Worthen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Since I cannot have you near me, I will float to outer space&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing here to hold me, I’ll be gone without a trace&lt;br /&gt;I will fly, fly&lt;br /&gt;Leave earth behind, behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will slide around on Saturn’s rings&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be mesmerized by Mars&lt;br /&gt;My heartache, it won’t bother me&lt;br /&gt;As I jump from star to star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the times I’ll have on Mercury&lt;br /&gt;Won’t Venus be a lark?&lt;br /&gt;The thought of you won’t torture me&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be safe out in the dark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won’t be afraid to touch the Sun&lt;br /&gt;Or to gaze upon the Moon&lt;br /&gt;Outer space will be just the place for me&lt;br /&gt;Since I can’t have me with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25268900-115146870547584955?l=bigtopsodapop.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigtopsodapop.blogspot.com/feeds/115146870547584955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25268900&amp;postID=115146870547584955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25268900/posts/default/115146870547584955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25268900/posts/default/115146870547584955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigtopsodapop.blogspot.com/2006/06/space-repair.html' title='Space Repair'/><author><name>madteaparty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05657421729946897290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14828821014406414700'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25268900.post-115146866232854610</id><published>2006-06-28T00:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T00:24:22.330-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Top, Soda Pop</title><content type='html'>Circus came to town today, and it swept me away&lt;br /&gt;Just like a carousel, all the colors seemed to swell&lt;br /&gt;Horses pranced, their heads held high&lt;br /&gt;Trapeze artists in the sky&lt;br /&gt;A man shot like a cannon ball&lt;br /&gt;Giants big and midgets small&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Big top, soda pop, sawdust on the floor&lt;br /&gt;To be a circus star, who could want more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Circus came to town today, glitz and flash, a wild parade&lt;br /&gt;Dizzy with its majesty, I thought perhaps it was for me&lt;br /&gt;A clown took me aside, said “Are you ready to apply?&lt;br /&gt;Once you join, you’re stuck inside. The circus is our disguise.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Circus came to town today, smoke and mirrors did amaze&lt;br /&gt;But when the patrons left the tent, I saw you don’t see what you get&lt;br /&gt;They packed into a caravan, barely fit for beast or man&lt;br /&gt;And when the clown washed off his smile, I turn and ran for miles and miles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big top, soda pop, &lt;br /&gt;sawdust on the floor&lt;br /&gt;To be a circus star, &lt;br /&gt;I want more, &lt;br /&gt;I want more, &lt;br /&gt;I want more, &lt;br /&gt;I want more, &lt;br /&gt;I want more&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25268900-115146866232854610?l=bigtopsodapop.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigtopsodapop.blogspot.com/feeds/115146866232854610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25268900&amp;postID=115146866232854610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25268900/posts/default/115146866232854610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25268900/posts/default/115146866232854610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigtopsodapop.blogspot.com/2006/06/big-top-soda-pop.html' title='Big Top, Soda Pop'/><author><name>madteaparty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05657421729946897290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14828821014406414700'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25268900.post-115146859582150340</id><published>2006-06-28T00:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T00:23:15.823-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Whistle Pig</title><content type='html'>(c) 2006 Ami Worthen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whistle pig, oh, whistle pig…you’re so small and the world is big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and your friend, sitting by the highway. Eating leaves and grass all day. &lt;br /&gt;An SUV goes driving by. It goes so fast, and you see your friend die. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whistle pig, oh, whistle pig…you’re so small and the world is big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’re wondering if you really care? To see your friend, all guts and hair. &lt;br /&gt;Do you miss the time he spent with you? Do you sit there wondering what to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whistle pig, oh, whistle pig…you’re so small and the world is big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whistle pig, you are in our thoughts today. Standing there, are you in pain? &lt;br /&gt;As you chew your grass, do tears well in your eyes? &lt;br /&gt;We want to know – do whistle pigs cry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whistle pig, oh, whistle pig…you’re so small and the world is big.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25268900-115146859582150340?l=bigtopsodapop.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigtopsodapop.blogspot.com/feeds/115146859582150340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25268900&amp;postID=115146859582150340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25268900/posts/default/115146859582150340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25268900/posts/default/115146859582150340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigtopsodapop.blogspot.com/2006/06/whistle-pig.html' title='Whistle Pig'/><author><name>madteaparty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05657421729946897290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14828821014406414700'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25268900.post-115146854887646176</id><published>2006-06-28T00:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T00:22:28.876-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Muddy Water, Butterfly</title><content type='html'>(c) 2006 Ami Worthen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muddy water, butterfly. &lt;br /&gt;Muddy water, I watch it roll by.&lt;br /&gt;Leaves and branches, branches, roots.&lt;br /&gt;Leaves and branches, I’m waiting for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are you not here?&lt;br /&gt;When will you appear?&lt;br /&gt;I hope soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muddy water, butterfly. &lt;br /&gt;Muddy water, I watch it roll by.&lt;br /&gt;I feel the sweat, on my brow.&lt;br /&gt;I feel the sweat – where are you now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will you appear?&lt;br /&gt;It’s so hot out here&lt;br /&gt;in the woods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muddy water, butterfly. &lt;br /&gt;Muddy water, I watch it roll by.&lt;br /&gt;Mosquito buzzing, about to bite.&lt;br /&gt;Mosquito buzzing as daytime turns to night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been waiting here.&lt;br /&gt;It feels like a year,&lt;br /&gt;maybe more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muddy water, butterfly. &lt;br /&gt;Muddy water, I watch it roll by.&lt;br /&gt;Until the sun disappears, &lt;br /&gt;And in the dark, it all becomes clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s time for moving on.&lt;br /&gt;But at least I have a song.&lt;br /&gt;How ‘bout  you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14828821014406414700'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25268900.post-115146847875814655</id><published>2006-06-28T00:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T00:21:18.760-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Do You Have What it Takes?</title><content type='html'>(c) 2006 Ami Worthen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have what it takes?&lt;br /&gt;Do you need a big break?&lt;br /&gt;Will you jump in a lake?&lt;br /&gt;Are you playing for high stakes?&lt;br /&gt;Can you make it alone?&lt;br /&gt;Is this song just a clone?&lt;br /&gt;Does the melody drone?&lt;br /&gt;Can I call you up on the phone?&lt;br /&gt;Are you feeling alright, sitting there with no light?&lt;br /&gt;Can you make it tonight?&lt;br /&gt;Can you love more than you fight?&lt;br /&gt;Are you waiting for cheers?&lt;br /&gt;You’ve been waiting for years.&lt;br /&gt;Do they know what they hear?&lt;br /&gt;Do they criticize out of fear?&lt;br /&gt;Are you ready for more?&lt;br /&gt;Life is still a closed door.&lt;br /&gt;You can’t just go to the store and buy what you’re looking for.&lt;br /&gt;‘Cuz it’s given with time.&lt;br /&gt;Not just a song with some rhymes.&lt;br /&gt;But something truly sublime.&lt;br /&gt;If you believe more than you whine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you waiting for cheers?&lt;br /&gt;You’ve been waiting for years.&lt;br /&gt;Do they know what they hear?&lt;br /&gt;Do they criticize out of fear?&lt;br /&gt;Are you ready for more?&lt;br /&gt;Life is still a closed door.&lt;br /&gt;You can’t just go to the store and buy what you’re looking for.&lt;br /&gt;‘Cuz it’s given with time.&lt;br /&gt;Not just a song with some rhymes.&lt;br /&gt;But something truly sublime.&lt;br /&gt;If you believe more than you whine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14828821014406414700'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25268900.post-115146841917385827</id><published>2006-06-28T00:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T00:20:19.176-04:00</updated><title type='text'>World of Novelty</title><content type='html'>(c) 2006 Ami Worthen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this world of novelty,&lt;br /&gt;The lights, the stage, the majesty&lt;br /&gt;You’ve got what it takes to be&lt;br /&gt;The best the world has ever seen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All those years you worked were hard&lt;br /&gt;The nights you slept in railroad cars&lt;br /&gt;Empty theaters, empty bars&lt;br /&gt;You knew someday you’d be a star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the moment is near&lt;br /&gt;You have arrived, there is no fear&lt;br /&gt;Steppin’ out to win their cheers&lt;br /&gt;Your heart it pounds, you’re finally hear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grab your top hat and your cane&lt;br /&gt;There’s no reason to refrain&lt;br /&gt;One deep breath, you’re on the stage&lt;br /&gt;You dance, you sing you are the rage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the curtain is going down&lt;br /&gt;The crowd it yells for one more bow&lt;br /&gt;Then you know you’ve got it now&lt;br /&gt;You’re better than God should allow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25268900-115146841917385827?l=bigtopsodapop.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigtopsodapop.blogspot.com/feeds/115146841917385827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25268900&amp;postID=115146841917385827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25268900/posts/default/115146841917385827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25268900/posts/default/115146841917385827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigtopsodapop.blogspot.com/2006/06/world-of-novelty.html' title='World of Novelty'/><author><name>madteaparty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05657421729946897290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14828821014406414700'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25268900.post-115146821637221923</id><published>2006-06-28T00:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T00:16:56.373-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Music Makers</title><content type='html'>Lyrics adapted by Ami Worthen from &lt;br /&gt;Arthur O’Shaughnessy’s 1874 poem, “Music Makers”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are the music makers, we are the dreamers of dreams.&lt;br /&gt;Wandering by sea breakers, sitting by desolate streams.&lt;br /&gt;World-losers and world-forsakers, upon whom the pale moon gleams.&lt;br /&gt;Yet we are the movers and shakers, of the world, forever it seems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of the world, forever, it seems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;We are the music makers, we are the dreamers of dreams.&lt;br /&gt;We are the movers and shakers, of the world, forever, it seems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With wonderful deathless ditties, we build up the world’s great cities.&lt;br /&gt;And out of a fabulous story, we can fashion an empire’s glory.&lt;br /&gt;One man and his greed, as leisure, can go forth and conquer a crown.&lt;br /&gt;And three with a new song’s measure, can trample and empire down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will trample an empire down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A breath of our inspiration, is the life of each generation.&lt;br /&gt;A wondrous thing of our dreaming, unearthly, impossible seeming -&lt;br /&gt;The soldier, the king and the peasant, are working together in one.&lt;br /&gt;Till our dream shall become their present, and their work in the world be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till their work in the world be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we with our dreaming and singing, ceaseless and sorrowless we!&lt;br /&gt;The glory about us clinging, of the glorious futures we see.&lt;br /&gt;Our souls with high music ringing; oh, it must ever be.&lt;br /&gt;That we dwell in our dreaming and singing, a little apart, you see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’re just a little apart, you see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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made our world anew, wherever I go I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’ve shared so many things, our love what joy it brings&lt;br /&gt;We’ve shared so many things, and now uh oh hear me sing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made real, made real, made real&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25268900-115146810482827666?l=bigtopsodapop.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigtopsodapop.blogspot.com/feeds/115146810482827666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25268900&amp;postID=115146810482827666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25268900/posts/default/115146810482827666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this life is what you make it, and you are making it each day&lt;br /&gt;Embrace the path that you’ve taken, though not every road is paved&lt;br /&gt;Make your way, make it happen&lt;br /&gt;Don’t be scared, don’t be afraid&lt;br /&gt;‘Cuz this life is what you make it&lt;br /&gt;And you have got it made&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read the maps, make your plans now&lt;br /&gt;But you can through them out the door&lt;br /&gt;Turning in a new direction, that’s what getting lost is for&lt;br /&gt;You have always reinvented - nothing’s sacred, nothing’s safe&lt;br /&gt;And this journey is no exception, keep doing things in your own way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the waves crash the rocks&lt;br /&gt;While the buffalo roam&lt;br /&gt;City streets filled with light&lt;br /&gt;Every echo of home&lt;br /&gt;Make your nest where you land&lt;br /&gt;When you wake, you will soar&lt;br /&gt;Through your laughter and tears&lt;br /&gt;Take your pen and write some more&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25268900-115146775441196323?l=bigtopsodapop.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigtopsodapop.blogspot.com/feeds/115146775441196323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25268900&amp;postID=115146775441196323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25268900/posts/default/115146775441196323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25268900/posts/default/115146775441196323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigtopsodapop.blogspot.com/2006/06/nora-trip.html' title='Nora 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