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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/rss2enclosuresfull.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><rss xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" xmlns:itunes="http://www.itunes.com/dtds/podcast-1.0.dtd" version="2.0"><channel><title>Lyric And Cord</title><link>http://lyricandcord.blogspot.com/</link><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/LyricAndCord" /><description></description><language>en</language><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Rai)</managingEditor><lastBuildDate>Sun, 15 Apr 2012 22:07:37 PDT</lastBuildDate><generator>Blogger http://www.blogger.com</generator><openSearch:totalResults xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/">194</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/">1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/">25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><feedburner:info xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" uri="lyricandcord" /><thespringbox:skin xmlns:thespringbox="http://www.thespringbox.com/dtds/thespringbox-1.0.dtd">http://feeds.feedburner.com/LyricAndCord?format=skin</thespringbox:skin><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><itunes:owner><itunes:email>noreply@blogger.com</itunes:email></itunes:owner><itunes:explicit>no</itunes:explicit><itunes:subtitle></itunes:subtitle><item><title>Kord Dan Lirik Vagetoz - Kehadiranmu</title><link>http://lyricandcord.blogspot.com/2008/05/kord-dan-lirik-vagetoz-kehadiranmu.html</link><category>Vagetoz</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rai)</author><pubDate>Wed, 07 May 2008 06:09:25 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253898543773994366.post-4123751634712245350</guid><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hadirlah dirimu&lt;br /&gt;             F#m&lt;br /&gt;Berikan suasana baru&lt;br /&gt;    Bm&lt;br /&gt;Kau mampu tenangkan aku&lt;br /&gt;         Em            A&lt;br /&gt;Disaat risau dalam hatiku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   D&lt;br /&gt;Lembutnya sikapmu&lt;br /&gt;             F#m&lt;br /&gt;Meluluhkan hati ini&lt;br /&gt;   Bm&lt;br /&gt;Terbuai aku terlena&lt;br /&gt;         Em          A     F#&lt;br /&gt;Oleh dirimu oleh dirimu... Woo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[reff]&lt;br /&gt;   Bm&lt;br /&gt;Jantung pun bergetar&lt;br /&gt;             F#m&lt;br /&gt;Saat engkau ada didekatku&lt;br /&gt;             Em&lt;br /&gt;mungkinkah diriku&lt;br /&gt;            A              D     F#&lt;br /&gt;Telah jatuh cinta pada dirimu... Woo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Bm &lt;br /&gt;Sebisa diriku&lt;br /&gt;              F#m&lt;br /&gt;Mencoba untuk melupakanmu&lt;br /&gt;             Em&lt;br /&gt;Namun ku tak bisa&lt;br /&gt;              A         D     (A)&lt;br /&gt;Kau pun slalu ada dalam hatiku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    D&lt;br /&gt;Dan biarkan semua&lt;br /&gt;             F#m&lt;br /&gt;Mengalir apa adanya&lt;br /&gt;   Bm&lt;br /&gt;Ku yakin kau pun pahami&lt;br /&gt;       Em             A     F#&lt;br /&gt;Perasaanku... perasaanku... Woo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[int] Em Bm D A&lt;br /&gt;      Em Bm A&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253898543773994366-4123751634712245350?l=lyricandcord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Dido Biography</title><link>http://lyricandcord.blogspot.com/2008/01/dido-biography.html</link><category>Biography</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rai)</author><pubDate>Sun, 13 Jan 2008 14:00:48 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253898543773994366.post-4613430788316194930</guid><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Times-New-Roman-13px533731b"&gt;Birth Name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Times-New-Roman-13px533731n"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Times-New-Roman-11px533731n"&gt;Florian Cloud De Bounevialle Armstrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Times-New-Roman-13px533731n"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Times-New-Roman-13px533731b"&gt;Date of birth (location)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Times-New-Roman-13px533731n"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Times-New-Roman-11px533731n"&gt;25 December 1971&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Times-New-Roman-11px533731n"&gt; London, England, UK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Times-New-Roman-13px533731n"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7tBFP-SK8DM/R4qJlV-24aI/AAAAAAAAALQ/sF4pirx69CU/s1600-h/C57557%7EDido-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7tBFP-SK8DM/R4qJlV-24aI/AAAAAAAAALQ/sF4pirx69CU/s320/C57557%7EDido-Posters.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155083998127907234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Times-New-Roman-13px533731n"&gt;allstars-online.net&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Times-New-Roman-13px533731n"&gt; - Born in London, England on Christmas Day 1971, Dido started off playing music just five years later. Singing, humming, and tooting away on her stolen recorder around the house, Dido showed the early potential to be a musical prodigy. At only ten, she could play both the violin and piano, and was accepted into the Guildhall School of Music in London, England. As a teen, Dido travelled around the United Kingdom performing with her classical ensemble. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Times-New-Roman-13px533731n"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Times-New-Roman-13px533731n"&gt; Dido's first vocal gig came on an album for Faithless, a band her brother Rollo had formed. Interested in recording an album, but afraid to ask her brother for a break with his band, Dido spent much of her time loitering around the studio in hopes that she would be asked to contribute her vocals. Her persistance paid off. The release came out in 1995, and it received favorable reviews. Faithless toured the world for the next two years, selling an excellent five million copies of their album. Dido was loving the lifestyle - meeting all kinds of new people, and gaining excellent exposure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Times-New-Roman-13px533731n"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Times-New-Roman-13px533731n"&gt; After being offered a solo recording contract, Dido readied her first album "No Angel", an album&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7tBFP-SK8DM/R4qJ2l-24bI/AAAAAAAAALY/89sKsgT-fHA/s1600-h/259954%7EDido-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7tBFP-SK8DM/R4qJ2l-24bI/AAAAAAAAALY/89sKsgT-fHA/s320/259954%7EDido-Posters.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155084294480650674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Times-New-Roman-13px533731n"&gt; she hoped would be a departure from the work she had done with Faithless. With solid vocals and lyrics, Dido was prepared to make her mark within the industry. Always self-sufficient, Dido also made the decision to produce the album herself, along with the help and experience of her brother. This decision resulted in her having final control over the sound and scope of her recording. The album was released in 1999 to critical appreciation, but little attention. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Times-New-Roman-13px533731n"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Times-New-Roman-13px533731n"&gt; Dido continued to promote her work- performing in clubs, as well as contributing her song "Thank You" to the soundtrack of the film, "Sliding Doors." The song gathered the attention of one rather influential individual - rap star Eminem. Interested in sampling a portion of the song for one of his recordings, Eminem approached Dido about a collaboration, and she quickly agreed. The song - titled "Stan," was a runaway success, and it opened the door for Dido, providing her with instant exposure to a large audience. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Times-New-Roman-13px533731n"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Times-New-Roman-13px533731n"&gt; Since her collaboration with Eminem, Dido has received a major promotional push from her record company, Arista Records. The result left her not only on critic's top ten lists, but also climbing Billboard's charts. "No Angel" has become a huge success, and has received much radio rotation. With Dido working on new album for release within the near future, this is a career that is only going up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253898543773994366-4613430788316194930?l=lyricandcord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><media:thumbnail url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7tBFP-SK8DM/R4qJlV-24aI/AAAAAAAAALQ/sF4pirx69CU/s72-c/C57557%7EDido-Posters.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>See The Sun - Dido Lyric Song</title><link>http://lyricandcord.blogspot.com/2008/01/see-sun-dido.html</link><category>Dido</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rai)</author><pubDate>Thu, 28 Feb 2008 01:18:55 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253898543773994366.post-3715660349282165391</guid><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;       I'm comin' 'round to open the blinds&lt;br /&gt;You can't hide here any longer&lt;br /&gt;My God you need to rinse those puffy eyes&lt;br /&gt;You can't last here any longer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes they'll ask you where you've been&lt;br /&gt;And you'll have to tell them again and again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you probably don't want to hear tomorrow's another day&lt;br /&gt;Well I promise you you'll see the sun again&lt;br /&gt;And you're asking me why pain's the only way to happiness&lt;br /&gt;And I promise you you'll see the sun again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on take my hand&lt;br /&gt;We're going for a walk, I know you can&lt;br /&gt;You can wear anything as long as it's not black&lt;br /&gt;Please don't mourn forever&lt;br /&gt;She's not coming back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes they'll ask you where you've been&lt;br /&gt;And you'll have to tell them again and again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you probably don't want to hear tomorrow's another day&lt;br /&gt;Well I promise you you'll see the sun again&lt;br /&gt;And you're asking me why pain's the only way to happiness&lt;br /&gt;And I promise you you'll see the sun again&lt;br /&gt;And I promise you you'll see the sun again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember telling me you found the sweetest thing of all&lt;br /&gt;You said one day this was worth dying for&lt;br /&gt;So be thankful you knew her at all&lt;br /&gt;But it's no more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you probably don't want to hear tomorrow's another day&lt;br /&gt;Well I promise you you'll see the sun again&lt;br /&gt;And you're asking me why pain's the only way to happiness&lt;br /&gt;And I promise you you'll see the sun again&lt;br /&gt;And I promise you you'll see the sun again&lt;br /&gt;And I promise you you'll see the sun again&lt;br /&gt;And I promise you you'll see the sun again&lt;br /&gt;I promise you you'll see the sun again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the sun again&lt;br /&gt;See the sun again&lt;br /&gt;See the sun again&lt;br /&gt;See the sun again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the sun again&lt;br /&gt;See the sun again&lt;br /&gt;See the sun again&lt;br /&gt;See the sun again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253898543773994366-3715660349282165391?l=lyricandcord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>This Land Is Mine - Dido Lyric Song</title><link>http://lyricandcord.blogspot.com/2008/01/this-land-is-mine-dido.html</link><category>Dido</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rai)</author><pubDate>Thu, 28 Feb 2008 01:20:18 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253898543773994366.post-3902065215731034604</guid><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;       From behind these walls I hear your song&lt;br /&gt;Oh, sweet words&lt;br /&gt;The music that you play lights up my world&lt;br /&gt;The sweetest that I ve heard&lt;br /&gt;Could it be that I ve been touched and turned&lt;br /&gt;Oh Lord, please finally finally things are changing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;This land is mine but I ll let you rule&lt;br /&gt;I let you navigate and demand&lt;br /&gt;Just as long as you know this land is mine&lt;br /&gt;So find your home and settle in&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh, I m ready to let you in&lt;br /&gt;Just as long as we know this land is mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the battles and the wars&lt;br /&gt;The scars and loss&lt;br /&gt;I m still the queen of my domain&lt;br /&gt;and feeling stronger now&lt;br /&gt;The walls are down a little more each day&lt;br /&gt;Since you came, finally finally things are changing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow the days I ve travelled alone&lt;br /&gt;In this cold and colorless place till now&lt;br /&gt;It s what I had to pay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This land is mine and I let you rule&lt;br /&gt;I let you navigate on demand&lt;br /&gt;Just as long as you know this land is mine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253898543773994366-3902065215731034604?l=lyricandcord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Do You Have A Little Time - Dido Lyric Song</title><link>http://lyricandcord.blogspot.com/2008/01/do-you-have-little-time-dido.html</link><category>Dido</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rai)</author><pubDate>Thu, 28 Feb 2008 01:22:04 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253898543773994366.post-3883424834741105770</guid><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;       If you're feeling low and lost today&lt;br /&gt;You're probably doing too much again&lt;br /&gt;You spend all your hours just rushing around&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a little time&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a little time for me?&lt;br /&gt;Slow down my love you're confusing me&lt;br /&gt;If you're feeling stressed just try calling&lt;br /&gt;You spend your time waiting for anyone to see&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a little time&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a little time for me?&lt;br /&gt;If you should stop for a while&lt;br /&gt;You will find me standing by&lt;br /&gt;Over here at the side of your life&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to hold you still, remind you of all you've missed&lt;br /&gt;If you have a little time&lt;br /&gt;If you have a little time that is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you still run when you could walk with me&lt;br /&gt;Life will pass you by when you move as quickly&lt;br /&gt;What can you see when you're spinning around&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a little time&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a little time for me&lt;br /&gt;If you should stop for a while&lt;br /&gt;You will find me standing by&lt;br /&gt;Over here at the side of your life&lt;br /&gt;I like to hold you still, remind you of all you've missed&lt;br /&gt;If you have a little time&lt;br /&gt;If you have a little time that is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you let me listen I'll make you feel clear&lt;br /&gt;You spend your time waiting for anyone to see&lt;br /&gt;If you should stop for a while&lt;br /&gt;You will find me standing by&lt;br /&gt;Over here at the side of your life&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to hold you still, remind you of all you've missed&lt;br /&gt;If you have a little time&lt;br /&gt;If you have a little time that is&lt;br /&gt;If you should stop for a while&lt;br /&gt;You will find me standing by&lt;br /&gt;Over here at the side of your life&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to hold you still, remind you of all you've missed&lt;br /&gt;If you have a little time&lt;br /&gt;If you have a little time that is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253898543773994366-3883424834741105770?l=lyricandcord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Sand In My Shoes - Dido</title><link>http://lyricandcord.blogspot.com/2008/01/sand-in-my-shoes-dido.html</link><category>Dido</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rai)</author><pubDate>Sun, 13 Jan 2008 07:49:44 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253898543773994366.post-5844995985146646841</guid><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;       Two weeks away it feels like the whole world should've changed&lt;br /&gt;But I'm home now&lt;br /&gt;And things still look the same&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll leave it till tomorrow to unpack&lt;br /&gt;Try to forget for one more night&lt;br /&gt;That I'm back in my flat on the road&lt;br /&gt;Where the cars never stop going through the night&lt;br /&gt;To a life where I can't watch sunset&lt;br /&gt;I don't have time&lt;br /&gt;I don't have time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;I've still got sand in my shoes&lt;br /&gt;And I can't shake the thought of you&lt;br /&gt;I should get on, forget you&lt;br /&gt;But why would I want to&lt;br /&gt;I know we said goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Anything else would've been confused but I wanna see you again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's back to work and down to sanity&lt;br /&gt;should run a bath and then clear up the mess I made before I left here&lt;br /&gt;Try to remind myself that I was happy here&lt;br /&gt;Before I knew that I could get on the plane and fly away&lt;br /&gt;From the road where the cars never stop going through the night&lt;br /&gt;To a life where I can't watch sunset&lt;br /&gt;And take my time&lt;br /&gt;Take up our time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna see you again&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks away, all it takes to change and turn me around, I've fallen&lt;br /&gt;I walked away and never said that I wanted to see again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus 2x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna see you again&lt;br /&gt;I wanna see you again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253898543773994366-5844995985146646841?l=lyricandcord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Who Makes You Feel - Dido</title><link>http://lyricandcord.blogspot.com/2008/01/who-makes-you-feel-dido.html</link><category>Dido</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rai)</author><pubDate>Sun, 13 Jan 2008 07:47:45 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253898543773994366.post-819529510535250346</guid><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;       I don't touch you the way I used to&lt;br /&gt;I don't call and write when im away&lt;br /&gt;We don't make love as often as we did do&lt;br /&gt;what couldn't wait now waits and usually goes away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But listen and think when I say it&lt;br /&gt;Oh but listen and think when I say it&lt;br /&gt;Who makes you feel the way that I make you feel&lt;br /&gt;Who loves you and knows you the way I do&lt;br /&gt;Who touches you and holds you quite like I do&lt;br /&gt;Who makes you feel like I make you feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind if you come home late&lt;br /&gt;I don't ever ask you where you've been&lt;br /&gt;I just assume there's a problem will you tell me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But listen and think when I say it&lt;br /&gt;Oh but listen and think when I say it&lt;br /&gt;Who makes you feel the way that I make you feel&lt;br /&gt;Who loves you and knows you the way I do&lt;br /&gt;Who touches you and holds you quite like I do&lt;br /&gt;Who makes you feel like I make you feel&lt;br /&gt;Who makes you feel like I make you feel&lt;br /&gt;Who makes you feel like I make you feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being weak when I am strong&lt;br /&gt;Being seen, who you are&lt;br /&gt;Being sad and love's not alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But listen and think when I say it&lt;br /&gt;Oh but listen and think when I say it&lt;br /&gt;Who makes you feel the way that I make you feel&lt;br /&gt;Who loves you and knows you the way I do&lt;br /&gt;Who touches you and holds you quite like I do&lt;br /&gt;Who makes you feel like I make you feel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253898543773994366-819529510535250346?l=lyricandcord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Don't Leave Home - Dido</title><link>http://lyricandcord.blogspot.com/2008/01/dont-leave-home-dido.html</link><category>Dido</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rai)</author><pubDate>Sun, 13 Jan 2008 07:47:02 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253898543773994366.post-5339956412310047109</guid><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;       Like a ghost don't need a key&lt;br /&gt;Your best friend I've come to be&lt;br /&gt;Please don't think of getting up for me&lt;br /&gt;You don't even need to speak&lt;br /&gt;When I've been here for just one day&lt;br /&gt;You'll already miss me if I go away&lt;br /&gt;So close the blinds and shut the door&lt;br /&gt;You won't need other friends anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh don't leave home, oh don't leave home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're cold I'll keep you warm&lt;br /&gt;If you're low just hold on&lt;br /&gt;Cause I will be your safety&lt;br /&gt;Oh don't leave home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I arrived when you were weak&lt;br /&gt;I'll make you weaker, like a child&lt;br /&gt;Now all your love you give to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When your heart is all I need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh don't leave home, oh don't leave home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're cold I'll keep you warm&lt;br /&gt;If you're low just hold on&lt;br /&gt;Cause I will be your safety&lt;br /&gt;Oh don't leave home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how quiet, quiet the world can be&lt;br /&gt;When it's just you and little me&lt;br /&gt;Everything is clear and everything is new&lt;br /&gt;So you won't be leaving will you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh don't leave home, oh don't leave home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're cold I'll keep you warm&lt;br /&gt;If you're low just hold on&lt;br /&gt;Cause I will be your safety&lt;br /&gt;Oh don't leave home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253898543773994366-5339956412310047109?l=lyricandcord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>See You When You're 40 - Dido</title><link>http://lyricandcord.blogspot.com/2008/01/see-you-when-youre-40-dido.html</link><category>Dido</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rai)</author><pubDate>Sun, 13 Jan 2008 07:46:17 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253898543773994366.post-599275125807929374</guid><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;       I've driven round in circles for three hours&lt;br /&gt;It was bound to happen that I'd end up at your&lt;br /&gt;I temporarily forgot there's better days to come&lt;br /&gt;I thought that I would give it just one more chance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos' I want, tonight, what I've been waiting for&lt;br /&gt;But I found, tonight, what I'd been warned about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think that you are complicated, deep mystery to all&lt;br /&gt;Well it's taken me a while to see, you're not so special&lt;br /&gt;All energy no meaning, with a lot of words&lt;br /&gt;So paper thin that one real feeling, could knock you down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've seen, tonight, what I'd been warned about&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna leave, tonight, before I change my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So see you when your 40, lost and all alone&lt;br /&gt;being comforted by strangers you'll never need to know&lt;br /&gt;not sad because you lost me&lt;br /&gt;but sad because you thought it was cool to be sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think misery will make you stand apart from the crowd&lt;br /&gt;well if you had walked past me today I wouldn't have picked you out&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't have picked you out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now I've seen, tonight, how I could waste my time&lt;br /&gt;and I'll be on my way, and I won't be back&lt;br /&gt;cos I've seen, tonight, what I've been warned about&lt;br /&gt;your just a boy, not a man, and I'm not coming back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253898543773994366-599275125807929374?l=lyricandcord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Mary's In India - Dido</title><link>http://lyricandcord.blogspot.com/2008/01/marys-in-india-dido.html</link><category>Dido</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rai)</author><pubDate>Sun, 13 Jan 2008 07:45:30 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253898543773994366.post-2269486633521522107</guid><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;       Danny is lonely&lt;br /&gt;Mary's in India now&lt;br /&gt;She said she'd call but that was three weeks ago&lt;br /&gt;She left all her things well, her books and her letters from him&lt;br /&gt;But as the sun rises on Mary sets on him&lt;br /&gt;And just dance, and just drink&lt;br /&gt;And just see the things I probably never get the chance to see&lt;br /&gt;Danny's not eating, he's drinking and sleeping&lt;br /&gt;I saw him last night at party, he's definitely thin&lt;br /&gt;He says he's happy, look pretty good&lt;br /&gt;But I think&lt;br /&gt;That as the sun rises on Mary sets on him&lt;br /&gt;And just dance, and just drink&lt;br /&gt;And just see the things I probably never get the chance to say&lt;br /&gt;Danny came over last night and I cooked for him&lt;br /&gt;He talked about you Mary and how much we loved you still&lt;br /&gt;He told me he's packed up your books and your letters and things&lt;br /&gt;But as the sun sets on Mary, it's rising on him&lt;br /&gt;And we danced, and we drank&lt;br /&gt;And I've seen something you probably never got the chance to see&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, Mary&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm taking care of Danny&lt;br /&gt;And he's taking care of me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253898543773994366-2269486633521522107?l=lyricandcord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Life For Rent - Dido</title><link>http://lyricandcord.blogspot.com/2008/01/life-for-rent-dido.html</link><category>Dido</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rai)</author><pubDate>Sun, 13 Jan 2008 07:44:40 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253898543773994366.post-4334868884543816587</guid><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;       I haven't ever really found a place that I call home&lt;br /&gt;I never stick around quite long enough to make it&lt;br /&gt;I apologize that once again I'm not in love&lt;br /&gt;But it's not as if I mind&lt;br /&gt;that your heart ain't exactly breaking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just a thought, only a thought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if my life is for rent and I don't learn to buy&lt;br /&gt;Well I deserve nothing more than I get&lt;br /&gt;Cos nothing I have is truly mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always thought&lt;br /&gt;that I would love to live by the sea&lt;br /&gt;To travel the world alone&lt;br /&gt;and live more simply&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what's happened to that dream&lt;br /&gt;Cos there's really nothing left here to stop me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just a thought, only a thought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if my life is for rent and I don't learn to buy&lt;br /&gt;Well I deserve nothing more than I get&lt;br /&gt;Cos nothing I have is truly mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my life is for rent and I don't learn to buy&lt;br /&gt;Well I deserve nothing more than I get&lt;br /&gt;Cos nothing I have is truly mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While my heart is a shield and I won't let it down&lt;br /&gt;While I am so afraid to fail so I won't even try&lt;br /&gt;Well how can I say I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my life is for rent and I don't learn to buy&lt;br /&gt;Well I deserve nothing more than I get&lt;br /&gt;Cos nothing I have is truly mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my life is for rent and I don't learn to buy&lt;br /&gt;Well I deserve nothing more than I get&lt;br /&gt;Cos nothing I have is truly mine&lt;br /&gt;Cos nothing I have is truly mine&lt;br /&gt;Cos nothing I have is truly mine&lt;br /&gt;Cos nothing I have is truly mine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253898543773994366-4334868884543816587?l=lyricandcord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Stoned - Dido</title><link>http://lyricandcord.blogspot.com/2008/01/stoned-dido.html</link><category>Dido</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rai)</author><pubDate>Sun, 13 Jan 2008 07:43:47 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253898543773994366.post-8995228450172326880</guid><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;       When you're stoned, baby, I am drunk&lt;br /&gt;And we make love, it seems a little desolate&lt;br /&gt;It's hard sometimes not to look away&lt;br /&gt;And think what's the point when I'm having to hold this fire down&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll explode if I can't feel this freely now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;If you won't let me fall for you&lt;br /&gt;Then you won't see the best that I would love to do for you&lt;br /&gt;Instead you will be missing me when I go&lt;br /&gt;Cos' I'm bored of hangin out in your cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I feel loved baby, I join the road&lt;br /&gt;And the world moves with me&lt;br /&gt;When I feel lost I just slip away&lt;br /&gt;Silently, quietly take my things and go&lt;br /&gt;And think what's the point, think where's the hope we're coming home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you find one day, find some freedom and relief&lt;br /&gt;With this freedom maybe, maybe you will find some peace&lt;br /&gt;With this peace baby, I hope it brings you back to me&lt;br /&gt;Bring you home, take me home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, take me home&lt;br /&gt;Oh, take me home&lt;br /&gt;When you're stoned, baby, take me home&lt;br /&gt;Oh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253898543773994366-8995228450172326880?l=lyricandcord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>White Flag - Dido</title><link>http://lyricandcord.blogspot.com/2008/01/white-flag-dido.html</link><category>Dido</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rai)</author><pubDate>Sun, 13 Jan 2008 07:42:55 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253898543773994366.post-4033798490620870727</guid><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;       I know you think that I shouldn't still love you,&lt;br /&gt;Or tell you that.&lt;br /&gt;But if I didn't say it, well I'd still have felt it&lt;br /&gt;where's the sense in that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise I'm not trying to make your life harder&lt;br /&gt;Or return to where we were&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will go down with this ship&lt;br /&gt;And I won't put my hands up and surrender&lt;br /&gt;There will be no white flag above my door&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love and always will be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I left too much mess and&lt;br /&gt;destruction to come back again&lt;br /&gt;And I caused nothing but trouble&lt;br /&gt;I understand if you can't talk to me again&lt;br /&gt;And if you live by the rules of "it's over"&lt;br /&gt;then I'm sure that that makes sense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will go down with this ship&lt;br /&gt;And I won't put my hands up and surrender&lt;br /&gt;There will be no white flag above my door&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love and always will be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when we meet&lt;br /&gt;Which I'm sure we will&lt;br /&gt;All that was there&lt;br /&gt;Will be there still&lt;br /&gt;I'll let it pass&lt;br /&gt;And hold my tongue&lt;br /&gt;And you will think&lt;br /&gt;That I've moved on....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will go down with this ship&lt;br /&gt;And I won't put my hands up and surrender&lt;br /&gt;There will be no white flag above my door&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love and always will be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will go down with this ship&lt;br /&gt;And I won't put my hands up and surrender&lt;br /&gt;There will be no white flag above my door&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love and always will be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will go down with this ship&lt;br /&gt;And I won't put my hands up and surrender&lt;br /&gt;There will be no white flag above my door&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love and always will be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253898543773994366-4033798490620870727?l=lyricandcord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Bukan Kekasih Setia - Dygta</title><link>http://lyricandcord.blogspot.com/2008/01/bukan-kekasih-setia-dygta.html</link><category>Dygta</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rai)</author><pubDate>Sat, 12 Jan 2008 09:18:30 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253898543773994366.post-9022281409695062915</guid><description>&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kau yang mencintaiku&lt;br /&gt;Aku tak pantas memilikimu&lt;br /&gt;Aku telah melakukan&lt;br /&gt;Kesalahan yang berulang&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;**&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sungguh bukan maksudku&lt;br /&gt;Tuk mengkhianati cinta ini&lt;br /&gt;Tapi aku&lt;br /&gt;Bukan kekasihmu yang setia&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;O ow ouo ouwoo yeiyeye&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maafkan aku&lt;br /&gt;Melukai hatimu lagi&lt;br /&gt;Kuingkari segalanya&lt;br /&gt;Cintamu dan kesetiaanmu&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Salahkan aku&lt;br /&gt;Bila cinta menyakitkan lagi&lt;br /&gt;Dan walaupun mencoba bertahan&lt;br /&gt;Hatimu kan tetap terluka…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ku rela kau pergi meninggalkanku&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kembali ke **&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253898543773994366-9022281409695062915?l=lyricandcord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Untuk Bintang - Cokelat</title><link>http://lyricandcord.blogspot.com/2008/01/untuk-bintang-cokelat.html</link><category>Cokelat</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rai)</author><pubDate>Sat, 12 Jan 2008 09:15:10 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253898543773994366.post-1268055504135310072</guid><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bintang...&lt;br /&gt;Malam ini kulihat dia tertawa...&lt;br /&gt;Bintang...&lt;br /&gt;Kuingin dia berbagi cerita...&lt;br /&gt;Segala sepi yang terasa&lt;br /&gt;Kucari telah tiada...&lt;br /&gt;Bintang...&lt;br /&gt;Dulu semua hanya mimpi...&lt;br /&gt;Bintang...&lt;br /&gt;Kutak lagi sendiri...&lt;br /&gt;Jangan biarkan indah ini bersedih...&lt;br /&gt;Tuk yang terakhir kali...&lt;br /&gt;Kutahu tak ada yang abadi&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin semua kan datang dan pergi&lt;br /&gt;Namun tetap kuharap ada satu...&lt;br /&gt;Bahagiaku....&lt;br /&gt;Bintang...&lt;br /&gt;Dulu semua hanya mimpi oh...&lt;br /&gt;Bintang...&lt;br /&gt;Kuingin ia berbagi cerita...&lt;br /&gt;Jangan biarkan indah ini bersedih...&lt;br /&gt;Tuk yang terakhir kali..&lt;br /&gt;Suatu hari nanti&lt;br /&gt;Kuyakin sepi kan kembali...&lt;br /&gt;Kembali menyapaku di sini.....&lt;br /&gt;Kutahu tak ada yang abadi..&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin semua kan datang dan pergi...&lt;br /&gt;Namun tetap kuharap ada satu...&lt;br /&gt;Kutahu tak ada yang abadi...&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin semua kan datang dan pergi...&lt;br /&gt;Namun tetap kuharap ada satu...&lt;br /&gt;Bahagiaku....&lt;br /&gt;Oh bahagiaku...&lt;br /&gt;Oh bahagiaku...(2x).          &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253898543773994366-1268055504135310072?l=lyricandcord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Sendiri - Cokelat</title><link>http://lyricandcord.blogspot.com/2008/01/sendiri-cokelat.html</link><category>Cokelat</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rai)</author><pubDate>Sat, 12 Jan 2008 09:13:36 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253898543773994366.post-4149683006420718122</guid><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;berminggu aku disini&lt;br /&gt;di dalam kamar aku sendiri&lt;br /&gt;terasa berat kugapai mimpi&lt;br /&gt;dan akhirnya aku bangun lagi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;berkali kali aku mencoba&lt;br /&gt;paksakan diri tuk pejamkan mata&lt;br /&gt;namun masih terngiang di telinga&lt;br /&gt;suaramu yang slalu bertanya&lt;br /&gt;{rizkyonline.com}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku bukan malaikat&lt;br /&gt;yang takkan pernah terpikat&lt;br /&gt;namun harus kau tau&lt;br /&gt;aku tak bisa hidup tanpa dirimu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cintakah aku&lt;br /&gt;sayangkah aku&lt;br /&gt;pedulikah aku&lt;br /&gt;padamu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masih aku disini&lt;br /&gt;dalam kamar yang tadi lagi&lt;br /&gt;namun belum terjawab resahku&lt;br /&gt;mengapa harus kau cemburu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to ### &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253898543773994366-4149683006420718122?l=lyricandcord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Segitiga - Cokelat</title><link>http://lyricandcord.blogspot.com/2008/01/segitiga-cokelat.html</link><category>Cokelat</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rai)</author><pubDate>Sat, 12 Jan 2008 09:11:09 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253898543773994366.post-7950583986637530190</guid><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hati... meratap perih&lt;br /&gt;Tersiksa sepi... jangan kau pergi&lt;br /&gt;Bila... untuk bersama&lt;br /&gt;Tiada jalannya... 'tuk tetap setia&lt;br /&gt;Lelah kujelang, malamku gelap sepi&lt;br /&gt;Bintang pun enggan, temani disini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kubertahan, walau tiada kau akhiri&lt;br /&gt;Segitiga diantara kita&lt;br /&gt;Hanya 'tuk berdusta dan kulelah&lt;br /&gt;Diantara segitiga ini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kita... lama tak jumpa...&lt;br /&gt;Kau telah berdua... ku tak berdaya&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin kau tak peduli&lt;br /&gt;Aku disini... terluka hati&lt;br /&gt;Lelah kujelang, malamku gelap sepi&lt;br /&gt;Lama kunanti, kau tetapkan hati&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253898543773994366-7950583986637530190?l=lyricandcord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Kumbang - Cokelat</title><link>http://lyricandcord.blogspot.com/2008/01/kumbang-cokelat.html</link><category>Cokelat</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rai)</author><pubDate>Sat, 12 Jan 2008 09:04:44 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253898543773994366.post-171000325821962072</guid><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh indahnya...warna pagi...&lt;br /&gt;Oh cerahnya....sinar mentari...&lt;br /&gt;Ku melayang hinggap di atas bunga...dan rasakan .......&lt;br /&gt;Manis madunya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh indahnya...daun-daun hijau...kuingin bermain di&lt;br /&gt;Antara embunmu...&lt;br /&gt;Bermain dan kubermain...bernyanyi dan&lt;br /&gt;Kubernyanyi...bermain dan kubermain...hati kecilku&lt;br /&gt;Bernyanyi........2x...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh indahnya...hari ini.............kuterbang menari&lt;br /&gt;Dihangatnya mentari...&lt;br /&gt;Kuberharap ........ada bunga yang lain ........kan kusimpan&lt;br /&gt;Hanya untukku...("wuaah...indah...sekali...yaah")&lt;br /&gt;Bermain dan kubermain...bernyanyi dan kubernyanyi&lt;br /&gt;Bermain dan kubermain hati kecilku bernyanyi.....2x&lt;br /&gt;Oh indahnya..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253898543773994366-171000325821962072?l=lyricandcord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Ku Pilih Dia - Cokelat</title><link>http://lyricandcord.blogspot.com/2008/01/ku-pilih-dia-cokelat.html</link><category>Cokelat</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rai)</author><pubDate>Sat, 12 Jan 2008 09:02:03 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253898543773994366.post-6446412714610165076</guid><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Masih terbayang hangat senyummu&lt;br /&gt;Takkan terulang di malam ini&lt;br /&gt;Mungkinku tak lagi bisa bersama&lt;br /&gt;Kutetap memilih dia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maafkan ooh kasih ku harus memilih&lt;br /&gt;Walauku akui ku slalu rindu ingat bayangmu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kadang terasa sesak di dada&lt;br /&gt;Ku kuat lupakan asa&lt;br /&gt;Ku tetap memilih dia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maafkan ooh kasih ku harus memilih&lt;br /&gt;Kadang ku akui kurindu hadirmu&lt;br /&gt;Maafkan ooh kasih ku harus memilih&lt;br /&gt;Walau ku akui kurindu bayangmu&lt;br /&gt;Maafkan ooh kasih ku harus memilih&lt;br /&gt;Walauku akui ku slalu rindu ingat bayangmu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253898543773994366-6446412714610165076?l=lyricandcord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Karma - Cokelat</title><link>http://lyricandcord.blogspot.com/2008/01/karma-cokelat.html</link><category>Cokelat</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rai)</author><pubDate>Sat, 12 Jan 2008 08:59:00 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253898543773994366.post-1312495706249813639</guid><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sekian lama kita bersama&lt;br /&gt;Ternyata kau juga&lt;br /&gt;Sama saja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kau kira kupercaya semua&lt;br /&gt;S'gala tipu daya&lt;br /&gt;Oh percuma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kau buat sempurna awalnya&lt;br /&gt;Berakhir bencana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selamat tinggal sayang...&lt;br /&gt;Bila umurku panjang&lt;br /&gt;Kelak ku 'kan datang&lt;br /&gt;'Tuk buktikan satu balas 'kan kau jelang&lt;br /&gt;Jangan menangis sayang&lt;br /&gt;Ku ingin kau rasakan pahitnya terbuang&lt;br /&gt;Sia-sia, memang kau pantas dapatkan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya, usai sudah semua&lt;br /&gt;Kudapat tertawa&lt;br /&gt;Bahagia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S'lalu tampak indah awalnya&lt;br /&gt;Berakhir bencana&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253898543773994366-1312495706249813639?l=lyricandcord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Jauh - Cokelat</title><link>http://lyricandcord.blogspot.com/2008/01/jauh-cokelat.html</link><category>Cokelat</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rai)</author><pubDate>Sat, 12 Jan 2008 08:56:25 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253898543773994366.post-4540785408699950103</guid><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tersipu aku oleh senyuman&lt;br /&gt;Begitu indah, walaupun .. sejenak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ku tak mengerti, resah di hati&lt;br /&gt;Kian terasa bergetar di sukma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reff :&lt;br /&gt;Dia sinari hatiku .. slalu&lt;br /&gt;Dia hangatkan jiwaku .. slalu&lt;br /&gt;Adakah dia tahu asa di hatiku&lt;br /&gt;Akankah dia nanti, milikku satu&lt;br /&gt;Slama lamanya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saat kau hadir hiasi mimpi&lt;br /&gt;Dekap diriku damaikan tidurku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari kulalui tanpa hadirmu lagi&lt;br /&gt;Kucoba ingkari sepi ini&lt;br /&gt;Mengapa terjadi, hancur kau akhiri&lt;br /&gt;Satu kata janji tak kembali&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seribu tanya sesak di dada&lt;br /&gt;Haruskah bimbang meraja&lt;br /&gt;Lelah tepis harapanku&lt;br /&gt;Sendiri mencari bayangmu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kutunggu dirimu&lt;br /&gt;Selalu kutunggu&lt;br /&gt;Walaupun kutahu&lt;br /&gt;Kau jauh .. kutahu .. kau jauh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biarlah semua seperti apa adanya&lt;br /&gt;Kuterus mencoba relakannya&lt;br /&gt;Satu yang kuminta, kembalilah padanya&lt;br /&gt;Kutahu disana ada dia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253898543773994366-4540785408699950103?l=lyricandcord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Bunga Tidur - Cokelat</title><link>http://lyricandcord.blogspot.com/2008/01/bunga-tidur-cokelat.html</link><category>Cokelat</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rai)</author><pubDate>Sat, 12 Jan 2008 08:51:55 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253898543773994366.post-5251405542559002338</guid><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hu&lt;br /&gt;'Ku sudah ngantuk&lt;br /&gt;Ku ingin tidur sudah malam&lt;br /&gt;Hu&lt;br /&gt;Ku lihat awan&lt;br /&gt;Tinggi melayang, indah nian&lt;br /&gt;La ha ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hu&lt;br /&gt;'Ku lihat burung&lt;br /&gt;Kecil bernyanyi, penuh tawa&lt;br /&gt;Hu&lt;br /&gt;Ku lihat kelinci&lt;br /&gt;Dan bermain, di ilalang&lt;br /&gt;La ha ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kunikmati mimpiku malam ini&lt;br /&gt;Karena mimpi temanku yang setia&lt;br /&gt;Menghiasi hidupku&lt;br /&gt;Dan kau hibur selalu&lt;br /&gt;S'gala resah jiwa ini&lt;br /&gt;Terima kasih mimpi&lt;br /&gt;La ha ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Ku sudah ngantuk&lt;br /&gt;Ku ingin tidur&lt;br /&gt;Sudah malam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253898543773994366-5251405542559002338?l=lyricandcord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Bendera - Cokelat</title><link>http://lyricandcord.blogspot.com/2008/01/bendera-cokelat.html</link><category>Cokelat</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rai)</author><pubDate>Sat, 12 Jan 2008 08:49:47 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253898543773994366.post-3587244982620120996</guid><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Biar saja ku tak sehebat matahari&lt;br /&gt;Tapi ku slalu mencoba tuk menghangatkanmu&lt;br /&gt;Biar saja ku tak setegar batu karang&lt;br /&gt;Tapi ku slalu mencoba tuk melindungimu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biar saja ku tak seharum bunga mawar&lt;br /&gt;Tapi slalu kucoba tuk mengharumkanmu&lt;br /&gt;Biar saja ku tak seelok langit sore&lt;br /&gt;Tapi slalu kucoba tuk mengindahkanmu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kupertahankan kau demi kehormatan bangsa&lt;br /&gt;Kupertahankan kau demi tumpah darah&lt;br /&gt;Semua pahlawan-pahlawanku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merah putih teruslah kau berkibar&lt;br /&gt;Di ujung tiang tertinggi di Indonesiaku ini&lt;br /&gt;Merah putih teruslah kau berkibar&lt;br /&gt;Di ujung tiang tertinggi di Indonesiaku ini&lt;br /&gt;Merah putih teruslah kau berkibar&lt;br /&gt;Ku kan selalu menjagamu &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253898543773994366-3587244982620120996?l=lyricandcord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Britney Spears</title><link>http://lyricandcord.blogspot.com/2008/01/britney-spears.html</link><category>Biography</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rai)</author><pubDate>Fri, 11 Jan 2008 12:44:15 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253898543773994366.post-2418397221545823821</guid><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7tBFP-SK8DM/R4fUwl-24ZI/AAAAAAAAALI/mHPpmShVjrI/s1600-h/Britney-Spears-mv01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7tBFP-SK8DM/R4fUwl-24ZI/AAAAAAAAALI/mHPpmShVjrI/s320/Britney-Spears-mv01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154322229843386770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Britney Jean Spears was born December 2, 1981, in the small town of Kentwood, LA, and began performing as a singer and dancer at a young age. With a nationally televised appearance on Star Search already under her belt, Spears auditioned for the Disney Channel's The New Mickey Mouse Club at age eight. The producers turned her down as too young, but one of them took an interest and introduced her to an agent in New York. Spears spent the next three years studying at the Professional Performing Arts School, and also appeared in several television commercials and off-Broadway plays. At 11, she returned to The New Mickey Mouse Club for a second audition, and this time made the cut. Although her fellow Mouseketeers included an impressive array of future stars -- NSYNC's Justin Timberlake and JC Chasez, Christina Aguilera, and Felicity actress Keri Russell -- the show was canceled after Spears' second season. She returned to New York at age 15 and set about auditioning for pop bands and recording demo tapes, one of which eventually landed her a deal with Jive Records.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7tBFP-SK8DM/R4fUK1-24YI/AAAAAAAAALA/YpVKsFFL_TI/s1600-h/spears-britney-photo-britney-spears-6206909.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7tBFP-SK8DM/R4fUK1-24YI/AAAAAAAAALA/YpVKsFFL_TI/s320/spears-britney-photo-britney-spears-6206909.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154321581303325058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Spears entered the studio with top writer/producers like Eric Foster White (Boyzone, Whitney Houston, Backstreet Boys) and Max Martin (Ace of Base, Backstreet Boys, NSYNC). In late 1998, Jive released her debut single, the Martin-penned "...Baby One More Time." Powered by its video, in which Spears and a troupe of dancers were dressed as Catholic-school jailbait, the single shot to the top of the Billboard charts. When Spears' debut album of the same title was released in early 1999, it entered the charts at number one and stayed there for six weeks. Once the ubiquitous lead single died down, the album kept spinning off hits: the Top Ten "(You Drive Me) Crazy," the near-Top 20 ballad "Sometimes," and the Top 20 "From the Bottom of My Broken Heart." By the end of 1999, ...Baby One More Time had sold ten million copies, and went on to sell a good three million more on top of that. Its success touched off a wave of young pop divas that included Christina Aguilera, Pink, Jessica Simpson, and Mandy Moore. Spears was a superstar, drooled over in countless magazines, including a Rolling Stone cover that prompted immediate speculation about the still-17 year old having gotten breast implants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253898543773994366-2418397221545823821?l=lyricandcord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><media:thumbnail url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7tBFP-SK8DM/R4fUwl-24ZI/AAAAAAAAALI/mHPpmShVjrI/s72-c/Britney-Spears-mv01.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Ternyata Harus Memilih - BIP</title><link>http://lyricandcord.blogspot.com/2008/01/ternyata-harus-memilih-bip.html</link><category>BIP</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rai)</author><pubDate>Fri, 11 Jan 2008 10:46:51 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253898543773994366.post-8858025501108235142</guid><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Di hari ini semua berakhir sudah&lt;br /&gt;Kita berpisah baik-baik saja&lt;br /&gt;Jangan ingat hal yang membuatmu marah&lt;br /&gt;Apalagi membuatmu kecewa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenangan indah...kenangan&lt;br /&gt;Miliki kesan di hati&lt;br /&gt;Hanya yang baik&lt;br /&gt;Hanya yang membuatmu tersenyum&lt;br /&gt;Di saat kita mengingatnya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ternyata kita sampai&lt;br /&gt;Pada jalan yang berlainan arah&lt;br /&gt;Ternyata kita harus memilih&lt;br /&gt;Mana jalan yang terbaik 'tuk semua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cukup banyak waktu yang kita habiskan&lt;br /&gt;Semua tidak pernah terbuang percuma&lt;br /&gt;Lambaikan tangan biar pergi lebih mudah&lt;br /&gt;Sungguh senang ku bisa kenal kamu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenangan indah... kenangan&lt;br /&gt;Memiliki kesan di hati&lt;br /&gt;Hanya yang baik&lt;br /&gt;Hanya yang membuat tersipu&lt;br /&gt;Saat kita mengingatnya&lt;br /&gt;Tak ada kata telat&lt;br /&gt;Semua pasti ada artinya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253898543773994366-8858025501108235142?l=lyricandcord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><media:rating>nonadult</media:rating></channel></rss>

