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style=&quot;font-family: helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Like when an actor makes an exit&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;at the end of a play....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;And I&#39;ve been dying for hours&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;trying to fill up all the holes with some sense,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;I&#39;d like to know why you threw it all away,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;I&#39;d like to you to give me all the reasons&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;and what everything meant....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;If I could only find the words&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;then I would write it all down,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;If I could only find a voice&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;I would speak,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;It&#39;s there in my eyes, can&#39;t you see it tonight,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Come on and look at me and read them and weep...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;I&#39;ve been whispering softly&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;trying to build a cry up into a scream,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;We let the past slip away&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;and put the future on hold,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Now the present is nothing&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;but a hollowed-out dream.....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;It&#39;s there in my eyes&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;and coming straight from my heart,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;It&#39;s running silent and angry and deep&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Come on and look at me and read them and weep...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;For all the hours we&#39;ll be spending alone&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;For the dreams we&#39;ll ignore,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;And all those promises we promised to keep&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;They won&#39;t be kept anymore...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;For the magic that our bodies had made&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;And all those secrets&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;that you somehow betrayed,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;for whatever the cost......&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;For the memories still alive in my head&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;For the lies I believed&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;And all the things that can never be said&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Come on and look&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;font-family: helvetica;&quot;&gt;at me and read them and weep...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13354442/posts/default/2168649628612508444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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fineness&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;You&#39;re beauty and elegance&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;You&#39;re a rhapsody, a comedy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;You&#39;re a symphony and a play&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;You&#39;re every love song ever written&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;But honey, what do you see in me?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13354442/posts/default/98245266808123351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13354442/posts/default/98245266808123351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inagroovymood.blogspot.com/2023/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Narendra Naidu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14883940950404721626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' 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font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;I know I will never find,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;p1&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;; font-size: 12px; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;an other you.....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;p2&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;; font-size: 12px; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;p1&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;; font-size: 12px; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;It&#39;s a long long journey,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;p1&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;; font-size: 12px; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;so stay by my side&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;p2&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;; font-size: 12px; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;p1&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;; font-size: 12px; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;When I walk through the storm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;p1&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;; font-size: 12px; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;You be my guide.....&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13354442/posts/default/4280919568453256948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13354442/posts/default/4280919568453256948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inagroovymood.blogspot.com/2022/09/i-know-i-will-never-find-other-you_18.html' title=''/><author><name>Narendra Naidu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14883940950404721626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' 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  I can see so much of me&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;still living in your eyes&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;won&#39;t you share a part of a weary heart&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;that has lived a million lives&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sometimes I&#39;ve been to crying for unborn children&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;That might have made me complete&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;But I, I took the sweet life
I never knew&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;I&#39;d be bitter from the sweet&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;I spent my life exploring&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;The subtle whoring&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;That costs too much to be free&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hey lady I&#39;ve been to paradise&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;But I&#39;ve never been to me...
  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13354442/posts/default/4706584511660396560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13354442/posts/default/4706584511660396560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inagroovymood.blogspot.com/2022/09/i-can-see-so-much-of-me-still-living-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Narendra Naidu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14883940950404721626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcaF65GIZ_oFRWns64evF5JJZ9dlA0b-PT2KFV9far76_tVK9TMYrykzjmtjWezU8arfTv8zAAVS4i8cHGGh5YF4X-wA5cVgcvRhnR8lcVwk_29xBGonoccCDELzm-X9w/s220/naren_simple_grey.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13354442.post-3326239925773542750</id><published>2017-09-16T17:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2017-09-16T17:30:21.304+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
&lt;i&gt;So many years&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Still I am defenseless&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;In front of her stare....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;
&lt;i&gt;I tried to resist&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;But her words keep coming through&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Speaking with quite conviction&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Carefully unlocking the doors to my heart....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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- Abba (Story of a Heart)&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Everywhere I look, I see her smile&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;and absent-minded eyes.......&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Her touch is gently conquering my mind&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;There is nothing words can say.....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;
&lt;i&gt;She&#39;s colored all the secrets of my soul&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;and whispered all my dreams.....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- Roxette&lt;/div&gt;
</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13354442/posts/default/2187386497482760034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13354442/posts/default/2187386497482760034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inagroovymood.blogspot.com/2016/10/everywhere-i-look-i-see-her-smile-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Narendra Naidu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14883940950404721626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcaF65GIZ_oFRWns64evF5JJZ9dlA0b-PT2KFV9far76_tVK9TMYrykzjmtjWezU8arfTv8zAAVS4i8cHGGh5YF4X-wA5cVgcvRhnR8lcVwk_29xBGonoccCDELzm-X9w/s220/naren_simple_grey.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13354442.post-636145975370924677</id><published>2014-01-25T23:25:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2014-01-25T23:25:27.407+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
&lt;i&gt;There&#39;ll be no strings to bind your hands&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;not if my love can&#39;t bind your heart.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;And there&#39;s no need to take a stand&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;for it was I who chose to start.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;I see no need to take me home,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;I&#39;m old enough to face the dawn.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;
&lt;i&gt;-&amp;nbsp;Juice Newton: Angel Of The Morning&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Some are like water, some are like the heat&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Some are a melody and some are the beat&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Sooner or later they all will be gone&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Why don&#39;t they stay young&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;It&#39;s so hard to get old without a cause&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;I don&#39;t want to perish like a fading horse&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;
&lt;i&gt;- Forever Young:&amp;nbsp;Alphaville&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;I Dream Of Your Smile&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Night After Night&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;The One That You Hide From The Daylight&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;The Things I Want Us To Do&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Get Into Me Like I&#39;m Into You&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Walking In The Park&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Watching Leaves Fall&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Lovers In The Dark&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Counting Every Star&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;
&lt;i&gt;- Billie&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;This evening flows like a river,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Whispering soft notes to us...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;A slow burning desire engu&lt;/span&gt;lfs us...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;yet we remain silent and intoxicated,&lt;/i&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;as our eyes talk and listen.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;
&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;As this evening melts into the twilight,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;everything is alive and young,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;as the cool winds sing our dreams... &lt;/i&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Oh the things that you say&lt;br /&gt;Is it life or&lt;br /&gt;Just a play; my worries away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You&#39;re all the things I&#39;ve got to&lt;br /&gt;remember&lt;br /&gt;You&#39;re shying away&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ll be coming for you anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Take on me, take me on&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ll be gone&lt;br /&gt;In a day or two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;- A Ha (Take on me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana; font-size: 85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
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src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcaF65GIZ_oFRWns64evF5JJZ9dlA0b-PT2KFV9far76_tVK9TMYrykzjmtjWezU8arfTv8zAAVS4i8cHGGh5YF4X-wA5cVgcvRhnR8lcVwk_29xBGonoccCDELzm-X9w/s220/naren_simple_grey.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13354442.post-1422982435348004426</id><published>2009-01-29T01:02:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-29T01:02:29.664+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Time is gonna take my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;and carry it far away where I can fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;The depth of life will dim my temptation to live for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Silence would rock my tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;and I know better, how life is a waving feather&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Music&#39;s the reason why I know time still exists...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;- Elisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13354442/posts/default/1422982435348004426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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sun and rain, she&#39;s fire and ice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;A little crazy but it&#39;s nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;And when she gets mad, you best leave her alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&#39;Cause she&#39;ll rage just like a river &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Then she&#39;ll beg you to forgive her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;She&#39;s every woman that I&#39;ve ever known.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;She&#39;s so New York and then L.A. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;And every town along the way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;She&#39;s every place that I&#39;ve never been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;She&#39;s makin love on rainy nights &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;She&#39;s a stroll through Christmas lights &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;And she&#39;s everything I want to do again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;It needs no explanation &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&#39;Cause it all makes perfect sense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;For when it comes down to temptation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;She&#39;s on both sides of the fence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;She&#39;s anything but typical &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;She&#39;s so unpredictable &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Oh but even at her worst she ain&#39;t that bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;She&#39;s as real as real can be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;And she&#39;s every fantasy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Lord she&#39;s every lover that I&#39;ve ever had &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;And she&#39;s every lover that I&#39;ve never had &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;-- Garth Brooks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13354442/posts/default/6860129875510228764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13354442/posts/default/6860129875510228764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inagroovymood.blogspot.com/2009/01/shes-sun-and-rain-shes-fire-and-ice.html' title=''/><author><name>Narendra Naidu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14883940950404721626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcaF65GIZ_oFRWns64evF5JJZ9dlA0b-PT2KFV9far76_tVK9TMYrykzjmtjWezU8arfTv8zAAVS4i8cHGGh5YF4X-wA5cVgcvRhnR8lcVwk_29xBGonoccCDELzm-X9w/s220/naren_simple_grey.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13354442.post-4859372072714536305</id><published>2009-01-29T00:54:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-29T00:55:29.656+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;There were times when we took our chances&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;There were times we were damn good dancers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;There were times when we heard all the answers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;In the beating of the drummer and the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;riches of the rock and the roll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;There were times we had it all......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;There were times that we&#39;d lay in bed and listen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;To the pounding chorus of our desperate hearts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Nothing could have torn us apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;There were times we had it all.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;There were times when we fought like tigers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;There were times we were damn good liars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;There were times we extinguished every fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;That was burning up each other alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;There were times we lost it all.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;We&#39;ve been drinking poison water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;from the fountain of youth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Why don&#39;t we stop tearing up the one we need the most...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Loving you is a dirty job&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;But somebody&#39;s gotta do it....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;-- Bonnie Tyler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13354442/posts/default/4859372072714536305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13354442/posts/default/4859372072714536305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inagroovymood.blogspot.com/2009/01/there-were-times-when-we-took-our.html' title=''/><author><name>Narendra Naidu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14883940950404721626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcaF65GIZ_oFRWns64evF5JJZ9dlA0b-PT2KFV9far76_tVK9TMYrykzjmtjWezU8arfTv8zAAVS4i8cHGGh5YF4X-wA5cVgcvRhnR8lcVwk_29xBGonoccCDELzm-X9w/s220/naren_simple_grey.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13354442.post-816028313153747740</id><published>2008-06-02T03:58:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-02T03:59:09.048+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;No one to hold my trembling hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;No one to listen to my sad sighs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Half-lived all my dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Shattered against walls of suspicion and hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;My life stands,.....destroyed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;In the pang of your lost love...&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13354442/posts/default/816028313153747740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13354442/posts/default/816028313153747740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inagroovymood.blogspot.com/2008/06/no-one-to-hold-my-trembling-hands-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Narendra 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style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;I don&#39;t want to let you down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;I don&#39;t want to lead you on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;I don&#39;t want to hold you back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;I would rather hurt myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Than to ever make you cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Though it&#39;s gonna hurt us both&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;There&#39;s no other way than to say good-bye...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:78%;&quot;&gt;- Air Supply&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13354442/posts/default/1518399618803069741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13354442/posts/default/1518399618803069741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inagroovymood.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-can-see-pain-living-in-your-eyes-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Narendra Naidu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14883940950404721626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcaF65GIZ_oFRWns64evF5JJZ9dlA0b-PT2KFV9far76_tVK9TMYrykzjmtjWezU8arfTv8zAAVS4i8cHGGh5YF4X-wA5cVgcvRhnR8lcVwk_29xBGonoccCDELzm-X9w/s220/naren_simple_grey.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13354442.post-8437311699873588465</id><published>2008-05-22T22:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2012-09-05T18:32:50.461+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;I can make tonight forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Or I can make it disappear by the dawn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;I can make you every promise that has ever been made&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;And I know the roads to riches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;And I know the ways to fame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;I know all the rules and then I know how to break them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;And I always know the name of the game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;But I don&#39;t know how to leave you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;And I&#39;m never gonna make it without you....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Do you really want to see me crawl?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;And I&#39;m never gonna make it like you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Making love out of nothing at all !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 78%;&quot;&gt;- Air Supply&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13354442/posts/default/8437311699873588465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13354442/posts/default/8437311699873588465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inagroovymood.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-can-make-tonight-forever-or-i-can.html' title=''/><author><name>Narendra Naidu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14883940950404721626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcaF65GIZ_oFRWns64evF5JJZ9dlA0b-PT2KFV9far76_tVK9TMYrykzjmtjWezU8arfTv8zAAVS4i8cHGGh5YF4X-wA5cVgcvRhnR8lcVwk_29xBGonoccCDELzm-X9w/s220/naren_simple_grey.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13354442.post-4691826731343090616</id><published>2008-05-16T00:49:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-16T00:50:22.264+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;We were strangers on a crazy adventure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Never dreaming how our dreams would come true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Now here I am, suddenly standing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Unafraid of the future&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;At the beginning with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:78%;&quot;&gt;- Richard Marx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13354442/posts/default/4691826731343090616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13354442/posts/default/4691826731343090616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inagroovymood.blogspot.com/2008/05/we-were-strangers-on-crazy-adventure.html' title=''/><author><name>Narendra Naidu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14883940950404721626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcaF65GIZ_oFRWns64evF5JJZ9dlA0b-PT2KFV9far76_tVK9TMYrykzjmtjWezU8arfTv8zAAVS4i8cHGGh5YF4X-wA5cVgcvRhnR8lcVwk_29xBGonoccCDELzm-X9w/s220/naren_simple_grey.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13354442.post-1026247215117307977</id><published>2008-05-16T00:33:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-16T00:51:19.883+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Celebration means...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Four friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;raining outside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Four glasses of Tea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebration means...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Hundred bucks of petrol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;A rusty old bike.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;And an open road.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebration means...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;A hostel Tea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;A hostel room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;12 a.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebration means...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;3 old friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;3 separate cities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;3 coffee mugs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;1 internet messenger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebration means...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Rain on a hot tin roof.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Pakodas deep-frying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Neighbours dropping in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;A party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebration means...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;You and mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;A summer night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;A bottle of coconut oil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;A head massage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can spend&lt;br /&gt;Hundreds on birthdays,&lt;br /&gt;Thousands on festivals,&lt;br /&gt;Lakhs on weddings,&lt;br /&gt;but to celebrate&lt;br /&gt;all you have to do is spend your Time with your loved ones.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13354442/posts/default/1026247215117307977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13354442/posts/default/1026247215117307977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inagroovymood.blogspot.com/2008/05/celebration-means.html' title=''/><author><name>Narendra Naidu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14883940950404721626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcaF65GIZ_oFRWns64evF5JJZ9dlA0b-PT2KFV9far76_tVK9TMYrykzjmtjWezU8arfTv8zAAVS4i8cHGGh5YF4X-wA5cVgcvRhnR8lcVwk_29xBGonoccCDELzm-X9w/s220/naren_simple_grey.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13354442.post-3754957885748786278</id><published>2007-11-16T04:04:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-16T04:06:29.766+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;In her face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;The mirror of my dreams....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Rhymes that keep their secrets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Will unfold behind the clouds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;And there upon a rainbow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Is the answer to a never ending story......&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13354442/posts/default/3754957885748786278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13354442/posts/default/3754957885748786278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inagroovymood.blogspot.com/2007/11/in-her-face-mirror-of-my-dreams.html' title=''/><author><name>Narendra Naidu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14883940950404721626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcaF65GIZ_oFRWns64evF5JJZ9dlA0b-PT2KFV9far76_tVK9TMYrykzjmtjWezU8arfTv8zAAVS4i8cHGGh5YF4X-wA5cVgcvRhnR8lcVwk_29xBGonoccCDELzm-X9w/s220/naren_simple_grey.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13354442.post-2813013424237522309</id><published>2007-08-04T06:10:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2007-08-04T06:10:40.442+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;My love she speaks like silence,&lt;br /&gt;Without ideals or violence,&lt;br /&gt;She doesn&#39;t have to say she&#39;s faithful,&lt;br /&gt;Yet she&#39;s true, like ice, like fire.&lt;br /&gt;People carry roses&lt;br /&gt;Make promises by the hours,&lt;br /&gt;My love she laughs like the flowers,&lt;br /&gt;Valentines can&#39;t buy her.&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13354442/posts/default/2813013424237522309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13354442/posts/default/2813013424237522309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inagroovymood.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-love-she-speaks-like-silence-without.html' title=''/><author><name>Narendra Naidu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14883940950404721626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcaF65GIZ_oFRWns64evF5JJZ9dlA0b-PT2KFV9far76_tVK9TMYrykzjmtjWezU8arfTv8zAAVS4i8cHGGh5YF4X-wA5cVgcvRhnR8lcVwk_29xBGonoccCDELzm-X9w/s220/naren_simple_grey.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13354442.post-2589166477563495625</id><published>2007-08-04T06:09:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2007-08-04T06:09:45.610+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;With your silhouette when the sunlight dims&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Into your eyes where the moonlight swims,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;And your match-book songs and your gypsy hymns,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Who among them would try to impress you?&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13354442/posts/default/2589166477563495625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13354442/posts/default/2589166477563495625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inagroovymood.blogspot.com/2007/08/with-your-silhouette-when-sunlight-dims.html' title=''/><author><name>Narendra Naidu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14883940950404721626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcaF65GIZ_oFRWns64evF5JJZ9dlA0b-PT2KFV9far76_tVK9TMYrykzjmtjWezU8arfTv8zAAVS4i8cHGGh5YF4X-wA5cVgcvRhnR8lcVwk_29xBGonoccCDELzm-X9w/s220/naren_simple_grey.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13354442.post-1504767909109676618</id><published>2007-08-04T06:07:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-08-04T06:08:09.822+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Strange how people who suffer together have stronger connections than people who are most content.&lt;br /&gt;I don&#39;t have any regrets, they can talk about me plenty when I&#39;m gone.&lt;br /&gt;You always said people don&#39;t do what they believe in, they just do what&#39;s most convenient, then they repent.&lt;br /&gt;And I always said, &quot;Hang on to me, baby, and let&#39;s hope that the roof stays on.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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