<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884086463341503316</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:47:27.435-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Album, Like Love is True</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://album-like-love-is-true.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884086463341503316/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://album-like-love-is-true.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Peter S. Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.peter-s-quinn.com/peter.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884086463341503316.post-2956358856365385496</id><published>2008-03-07T08:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T08:25:23.297-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Come On</title><content type='html'>Bring in the good news&lt;br /&gt;Though days go to dark&lt;br /&gt;No one will forever lose&lt;br /&gt;Inside where they spark&lt;br /&gt;Trust your ways and senses&lt;br /&gt;From time that's falling&lt;br /&gt;Each instance away dances&lt;br /&gt;To the distance calling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus &lt;br /&gt;Give your morning needs&lt;br /&gt;Through the day coming&lt;br /&gt;Which way it all reads&lt;br /&gt;Through its time summing&lt;br /&gt;We are here now found&lt;br /&gt;Moving like we want to&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere still around&lt;br /&gt;While we go on through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every mind is freedom&lt;br /&gt;Finding courses breaking&lt;br /&gt;Inside blossom bloom&lt;br /&gt;Every decisions making&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is an even try&lt;br /&gt;It’s only for now existence &lt;br /&gt;In every it’s low and high&lt;br /&gt;While it moves in trance&lt;br /&gt;Let every line on the hold&lt;br /&gt;Filling the dreams to reach&lt;br /&gt;Every hour to unfold&lt;br /&gt;Through the step they teach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me a time to chose&lt;br /&gt;What in the time will break?&lt;br /&gt;And myself to lose&lt;br /&gt;If it is what it takes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on and bring freedom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we go on through&lt;br /&gt;Come on and bring freedom&lt;br /&gt;Through to the next level&lt;br /&gt;Let there be always some&lt;br /&gt;Giving from its own spell&lt;br /&gt; Peace and love for all&lt;br /&gt;From spring till late fall&lt;br /&gt;The wild wild wallflowers &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fire be in your heart&lt;br /&gt;Filling the dreams on&lt;br /&gt; Never from your depart&lt;br /&gt;Carrying the love songs won&lt;br /&gt;That is for all man's peace&lt;br /&gt;Justice rightfully here&lt;br /&gt;Knots of misfortune unlace&lt;br /&gt;Bring your love around here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on and bring freedom&lt;br /&gt;Come on&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884086463341503316-2956358856365385496?l=album-like-love-is-true.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://album-like-love-is-true.blogspot.com/feeds/2956358856365385496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6884086463341503316&amp;postID=2956358856365385496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884086463341503316/posts/default/2956358856365385496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884086463341503316/posts/default/2956358856365385496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://album-like-love-is-true.blogspot.com/2008/03/come-on.html' title='Come On'/><author><name>Peter S. Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.peter-s-quinn.com/peter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884086463341503316.post-4904829222195638824</id><published>2008-03-07T08:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T08:23:53.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Will Try to Reach On to You</title><content type='html'>I will try to reach on to you&lt;br /&gt;With my broken moods and dreams&lt;br /&gt;Coming so clearly all through&lt;br /&gt;In to this world of esteems&lt;br /&gt;I have a message to give&lt;br /&gt;With the rightfully ways to go&lt;br /&gt;And something still worthy to live&lt;br /&gt;Just like the day that I did know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;Come here listen to my courage&lt;br /&gt;It’s so close with its beating&lt;br /&gt;Everything there in its true weighs&lt;br /&gt;What you in words are reading&lt;br /&gt;Passing from thoughts of nothing&lt;br /&gt;That sometime will fill the mind&lt;br /&gt;When they are reasoning bluffing&lt;br /&gt;And they are sympathy is blind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will try to hold on to fortunes&lt;br /&gt;That is more inside than out&lt;br /&gt;Everything that comes and turns&lt;br /&gt;And filling the motions about&lt;br /&gt;I have my daydreams to place&lt;br /&gt;Where they’ll come to something&lt;br /&gt;After their go round and lace&lt;br /&gt;To some they might somewhat bring&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884086463341503316-4904829222195638824?l=album-like-love-is-true.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://album-like-love-is-true.blogspot.com/feeds/4904829222195638824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6884086463341503316&amp;postID=4904829222195638824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884086463341503316/posts/default/4904829222195638824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884086463341503316/posts/default/4904829222195638824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://album-like-love-is-true.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-will-try-to-reach-on-to-you.html' title='I Will Try to Reach On to You'/><author><name>Peter S. Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.peter-s-quinn.com/peter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884086463341503316.post-8990227657595957918</id><published>2008-03-07T08:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T08:22:41.371-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today and Tomorrow Alone</title><content type='html'>Today and tomorrow alone songs to be&lt;br /&gt;Someone to love and show around&lt;br /&gt;Feelings that come here inside free&lt;br /&gt;And never again be the same found&lt;br /&gt;Always and always when you are alone&lt;br /&gt;Feeling the difference that touches you&lt;br /&gt;Going to know how the wind's blown&lt;br /&gt;Before each trust comes here through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a time for my care for always&lt;br /&gt;Never again to be left on your own&lt;br /&gt;The skies of the blue and the grays&lt;br /&gt;Giving each different intellect and tone&lt;br /&gt;Say that you love me and mean it too&lt;br /&gt;Nothing shall complicate its assurance&lt;br /&gt;Moods of the reaction that come through&lt;br /&gt;Some have their split seconds in chance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give every mood its opening of a life&lt;br /&gt;For nothing becomes of nonentity&lt;br /&gt;With every true passion let’s on thrive&lt;br /&gt;The approaches for you and for me&lt;br /&gt;Today and tomorrow alone songs to be&lt;br /&gt;Someone to love and show around&lt;br /&gt;Feelings that come here inside free&lt;br /&gt;And never again be the same found&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884086463341503316-8990227657595957918?l=album-like-love-is-true.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://album-like-love-is-true.blogspot.com/feeds/8990227657595957918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6884086463341503316&amp;postID=8990227657595957918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884086463341503316/posts/default/8990227657595957918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884086463341503316/posts/default/8990227657595957918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://album-like-love-is-true.blogspot.com/2008/03/today-and-tomorrow-alone.html' title='Today and Tomorrow Alone'/><author><name>Peter S. Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.peter-s-quinn.com/peter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884086463341503316.post-1692556885019378852</id><published>2008-03-07T08:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T08:21:11.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Wait Too Long</title><content type='html'>Don't wait too long for love&lt;br /&gt;It may then never reach you&lt;br /&gt;It drifts like the clouds above&lt;br /&gt;Goes sometimes in to the blue&lt;br /&gt;Feelings are always to have near&lt;br /&gt;The leaves that may turn to gold&lt;br /&gt;Their summer and autumn are dear&lt;br /&gt;Moments in time you can't hold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Endings in the fall to reach&lt;br /&gt;Tumbling down to your heart&lt;br /&gt;In winter moods they may teach&lt;br /&gt;What came close and apart?&lt;br /&gt;Never let time be of waste&lt;br /&gt;There will be someone to long&lt;br /&gt;Always to each feelings and taste&lt;br /&gt;Just like a melody of any song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don´t wait too long to be true&lt;br /&gt;Nothing will ever be there&lt;br /&gt;Everything is always up to you&lt;br /&gt;With every enthusiasm to share&lt;br /&gt;Leaves will return to the brown&lt;br /&gt;When their moments are gone&lt;br /&gt;Every emotion circles around&lt;br /&gt;To take you further on and on&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884086463341503316-1692556885019378852?l=album-like-love-is-true.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://album-like-love-is-true.blogspot.com/feeds/1692556885019378852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6884086463341503316&amp;postID=1692556885019378852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884086463341503316/posts/default/1692556885019378852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884086463341503316/posts/default/1692556885019378852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://album-like-love-is-true.blogspot.com/2008/03/dont-wait-too-long.html' title='Don&apos;t Wait Too Long'/><author><name>Peter S. Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.peter-s-quinn.com/peter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884086463341503316.post-8573437283622812768</id><published>2008-03-07T08:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T08:19:45.892-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Because You Are</title><content type='html'>Because you are to me everything&lt;br /&gt;I am here still to give&lt;br /&gt;Because you to my heart still sing&lt;br /&gt;I'll reach my goal and live&lt;br /&gt;Every promise shall become someday&lt;br /&gt;Full of sunshine in the sky&lt;br /&gt;Clear the mists of yesteryears away&lt;br /&gt;Reaching wonders that are high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me something for a moment's while&lt;br /&gt;Love that is near and much like this&lt;br /&gt;Filling my thoughts with its versatile&lt;br /&gt;A smiling face and the truest kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you are to me everything&lt;br /&gt;Like moon and the stars where they play&lt;br /&gt;The pearls on heaven's nightly string&lt;br /&gt;That twinkles in sights so faraway&lt;br /&gt;Every promise shall become someday&lt;br /&gt;Full of sunshine in the sky&lt;br /&gt;Clear the mists of yesteryears away&lt;br /&gt;Reaching wonders wherever they lie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884086463341503316-8573437283622812768?l=album-like-love-is-true.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://album-like-love-is-true.blogspot.com/feeds/8573437283622812768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6884086463341503316&amp;postID=8573437283622812768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884086463341503316/posts/default/8573437283622812768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884086463341503316/posts/default/8573437283622812768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://album-like-love-is-true.blogspot.com/2008/03/because-you-are.html' title='Because You Are'/><author><name>Peter S. Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.peter-s-quinn.com/peter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884086463341503316.post-3802433680158303100</id><published>2008-03-07T08:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T08:18:17.629-08:00</updated><title type='text'>These Times are Going</title><content type='html'>These times are going&lt;br /&gt;One by one they leave&lt;br /&gt;Without ever knowing&lt;br /&gt;How they came so brief&lt;br /&gt;Love songs passing by&lt;br /&gt;Like some wonder when&lt;br /&gt;Day is reddish in sky&lt;br /&gt;And going to sleep again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feelings that surrounds&lt;br /&gt;Every love around&lt;br /&gt;In daylight's passing sounds&lt;br /&gt;That only there is found&lt;br /&gt;Before the night comes here&lt;br /&gt;To bring something new&lt;br /&gt;Times of evening everywhere&lt;br /&gt;With meadows in cold dew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These times are going&lt;br /&gt;Into forgotten occasion&lt;br /&gt;With moments in glowing&lt;br /&gt;Through occurrence evasion&lt;br /&gt;Time is near for every day&lt;br /&gt;Giving and reach its goal&lt;br /&gt;Everything into its own lei&lt;br /&gt;It lies there within the pole&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884086463341503316-3802433680158303100?l=album-like-love-is-true.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://album-like-love-is-true.blogspot.com/feeds/3802433680158303100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6884086463341503316&amp;postID=3802433680158303100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884086463341503316/posts/default/3802433680158303100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884086463341503316/posts/default/3802433680158303100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://album-like-love-is-true.blogspot.com/2008/03/these-times-are-going.html' title='These Times are Going'/><author><name>Peter S. Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.peter-s-quinn.com/peter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884086463341503316.post-4019447751768935609</id><published>2008-03-07T08:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T08:17:21.412-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Their Ways in My Heart</title><content type='html'>Now old days are in forgotten place&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere they went when they died&lt;br /&gt;Unfilled promises in their empty trays&lt;br /&gt;Now in to their nowhere shall hide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt their ways in my heart when they were of romance&lt;br /&gt;Filling moments for depart when they had each a chance&lt;br /&gt;Everything what did apply and teaching me love to sing&lt;br /&gt;When there were up blue sky with hopefulness in to bring&lt;br /&gt;Roads and face of unknown that no one knows about&lt;br /&gt;Filling empty spaces alone with every unfulfilled doubt&lt;br /&gt;The places not for you or me where hope always ends&lt;br /&gt;Where nothing comes easily and only in gray colors blends&lt;br /&gt;I felt I had a place in the sun when I was lost I was found&lt;br /&gt;For so much is never undone everything comes again around&lt;br /&gt;Feelings to renew and dream giving of new love to sing&lt;br /&gt;Always of hope a river to stream freshness of promise to bring&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884086463341503316-4019447751768935609?l=album-like-love-is-true.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://album-like-love-is-true.blogspot.com/feeds/4019447751768935609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6884086463341503316&amp;postID=4019447751768935609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884086463341503316/posts/default/4019447751768935609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884086463341503316/posts/default/4019447751768935609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://album-like-love-is-true.blogspot.com/2008/03/their-ways-in-my-heart.html' title='Their Ways in My Heart'/><author><name>Peter S. Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.peter-s-quinn.com/peter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884086463341503316.post-3275915646897148422</id><published>2008-03-07T08:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T08:16:20.969-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Somewhere Long Ago</title><content type='html'>Somewhere long ago&lt;br /&gt;Times were different then&lt;br /&gt;Feelings as you know&lt;br /&gt;Made us all home again&lt;br /&gt;Love was always viewing&lt;br /&gt;And making some plans&lt;br /&gt;Getting up and doing&lt;br /&gt;With its many clans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking not alone&lt;br /&gt;Staying out night long&lt;br /&gt;Times had different tone&lt;br /&gt;In its chanting song&lt;br /&gt;Something was so new&lt;br /&gt;Always spending around&lt;br /&gt;Love was coming true&lt;br /&gt;With themes of truth found&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and I were busy too&lt;br /&gt;With so much love&lt;br /&gt;Always coming to new&lt;br /&gt;From where it was made of&lt;br /&gt;These were times to please&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes just to talk&lt;br /&gt;In the experience to tease&lt;br /&gt;When we made a walk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking not alone&lt;br /&gt;Staying out night long&lt;br /&gt;Times had different tone&lt;br /&gt;In its chanting song&lt;br /&gt;Something was so new&lt;br /&gt;Always spending around&lt;br /&gt;Love was coming true&lt;br /&gt;With themes of truth found&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884086463341503316-3275915646897148422?l=album-like-love-is-true.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://album-like-love-is-true.blogspot.com/feeds/3275915646897148422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6884086463341503316&amp;postID=3275915646897148422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884086463341503316/posts/default/3275915646897148422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884086463341503316/posts/default/3275915646897148422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://album-like-love-is-true.blogspot.com/2008/03/somewhere-long-ago.html' title='Somewhere Long Ago'/><author><name>Peter S. Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.peter-s-quinn.com/peter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884086463341503316.post-7662606925991261420</id><published>2008-03-07T08:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T08:13:57.949-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Much</title><content type='html'>So much is coming now&lt;br /&gt;From the long past nowhere&lt;br /&gt;Filling its moments somehow&lt;br /&gt;With everything from there&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday’s dreams of delight&lt;br /&gt;Coming from nowhere it seem&lt;br /&gt;Into realities daylight&lt;br /&gt;With their emotional stream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always with love to return&lt;br /&gt;Dawns that came in breezily&lt;br /&gt;Forever in my heartily burn&lt;br /&gt;Longing so fluffy and freely&lt;br /&gt;Darling like you are to me&lt;br /&gt;Filling my sky with blue&lt;br /&gt;Cloudlets weightless and free&lt;br /&gt;Returning dreams to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though everything goes away&lt;br /&gt;There shall be many returns&lt;br /&gt;Into their softness play&lt;br /&gt;Like each our heart will yearn&lt;br /&gt;Dreams of our many charms&lt;br /&gt;Those were so close before&lt;br /&gt;And holding each other’s arms&lt;br /&gt;In reaching its endless shore&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884086463341503316-7662606925991261420?l=album-like-love-is-true.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://album-like-love-is-true.blogspot.com/feeds/7662606925991261420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6884086463341503316&amp;postID=7662606925991261420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884086463341503316/posts/default/7662606925991261420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884086463341503316/posts/default/7662606925991261420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://album-like-love-is-true.blogspot.com/2008/03/so-much.html' title='So Much'/><author><name>Peter S. Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.peter-s-quinn.com/peter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884086463341503316.post-1694078423417530778</id><published>2008-03-07T08:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T08:12:13.974-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Skies of Blue</title><content type='html'>The loveliness is somewhere today&lt;br /&gt;Within every forgotten places&lt;br /&gt;So much to give and so much to say&lt;br /&gt;Full of its imaginary graces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and I forever there to be&lt;br /&gt;With something so high as love&lt;br /&gt;Skies of blue and the deepest sea&lt;br /&gt;Form everywhere around and above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love my darling the sweetest you&lt;br /&gt;Like a morning with song in air&lt;br /&gt;Something of longing constantly true&lt;br /&gt;I need to have you always here&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884086463341503316-1694078423417530778?l=album-like-love-is-true.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://album-like-love-is-true.blogspot.com/feeds/1694078423417530778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6884086463341503316&amp;postID=1694078423417530778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884086463341503316/posts/default/1694078423417530778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884086463341503316/posts/default/1694078423417530778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://album-like-love-is-true.blogspot.com/2008/03/skies-of-blue.html' title='Skies of Blue'/><author><name>Peter S. Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.peter-s-quinn.com/peter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884086463341503316.post-8636862537182311975</id><published>2008-03-07T08:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T08:11:16.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'>On The Way of the Living Road</title><content type='html'>Love is heaven and hell&lt;br /&gt;Fascinations and a charming rein&lt;br /&gt;Coming through if all goes well&lt;br /&gt;Muscle of emotions strain&lt;br /&gt;Lost and found by each heart&lt;br /&gt;Something inside that can't depart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take the sweetness of its flame&lt;br /&gt;Bring its stones with your load&lt;br /&gt;Anything that needs to tame&lt;br /&gt;On the way of the living road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel its spell through the night&lt;br /&gt;Reveal its burning flick&lt;br /&gt;Searching lost in their flight&lt;br /&gt;Destiny for every new trick&lt;br /&gt;Everything that depends upon&lt;br /&gt;Broken down till it's won&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take the sweetness of its flame&lt;br /&gt;Bring its stones with your load&lt;br /&gt;Anything that needs to tame&lt;br /&gt;On the way of the living road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trials and errors in disguise&lt;br /&gt;In the footsteps passing by&lt;br /&gt;Where the road of destiny lies&lt;br /&gt;Through each dale and high &lt;br /&gt;Where the broken promises are&lt;br /&gt;Near the ways or in the afar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take the sweetness of its flame&lt;br /&gt;Bring its stones with your load&lt;br /&gt;Anything that needs to tame&lt;br /&gt;On the way of the living road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faithful judges in each affair&lt;br /&gt;Behind ruins of fatal beauty&lt;br /&gt;Passing steps in a spiral stair&lt;br /&gt;In the lines of life's duty&lt;br /&gt;Anything that you hold on to&lt;br /&gt;Through day and night of blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take the sweetness of its flame&lt;br /&gt;Bring its stones with your load&lt;br /&gt;Anything that needs to tame&lt;br /&gt;On the way of the living road&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884086463341503316-8636862537182311975?l=album-like-love-is-true.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://album-like-love-is-true.blogspot.com/feeds/8636862537182311975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6884086463341503316&amp;postID=8636862537182311975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884086463341503316/posts/default/8636862537182311975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884086463341503316/posts/default/8636862537182311975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://album-like-love-is-true.blogspot.com/2008/03/on-way-of-living-road.html' title='On The Way of the Living Road'/><author><name>Peter S. Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.peter-s-quinn.com/peter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884086463341503316.post-914800686322414368</id><published>2008-03-07T08:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T08:09:46.974-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like Love is True</title><content type='html'>River stream glisten glow&lt;br /&gt;Going somewhere with its flow&lt;br /&gt;Coming through to sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like love is true&lt;br /&gt;With its beat&lt;br /&gt;And filling you&lt;br /&gt;With its neat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;River stream of the heart&lt;br /&gt;Be sure of your part&lt;br /&gt;So much comes and goes&lt;br /&gt;In its many philosophy flows&lt;br /&gt;What is ours shall not be&lt;br /&gt;If we don't have a heart to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me strength to see through&lt;br /&gt;Time's oblivion inside renew&lt;br /&gt;Coming here always to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like love is true&lt;br /&gt;With its beat&lt;br /&gt;And filling you&lt;br /&gt;With its neat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earth with its many seeds&lt;br /&gt;To grow from its needs&lt;br /&gt;So much to give or take&lt;br /&gt;And love beautiful to wake&lt;br /&gt;With its new growing blume&lt;br /&gt;From spring's greenly womb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884086463341503316-914800686322414368?l=album-like-love-is-true.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://album-like-love-is-true.blogspot.com/feeds/914800686322414368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6884086463341503316&amp;postID=914800686322414368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884086463341503316/posts/default/914800686322414368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884086463341503316/posts/default/914800686322414368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://album-like-love-is-true.blogspot.com/2008/03/like-love-is-true.html' title='Like Love is True'/><author><name>Peter S. Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.peter-s-quinn.com/peter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884086463341503316.post-8140014234391497273</id><published>2008-03-07T08:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T08:08:05.948-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Is</title><content type='html'>Life is of heat and cold&lt;br /&gt;Growing tow folded ways&lt;br /&gt;Something to give and fold&lt;br /&gt;Learning of many days&lt;br /&gt;The rivers of moving deep&lt;br /&gt;Finding the flowing stream&lt;br /&gt;Longings for love to keep&lt;br /&gt;Something that doesn't seem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a morning glow&lt;br /&gt;Red when it comes up&lt;br /&gt;Footsteps in winter's snow&lt;br /&gt;Black strong coffee in a cup&lt;br /&gt;The wind in the garden trees&lt;br /&gt;Whispering a softly tone&lt;br /&gt;Moods that the mind frees&lt;br /&gt;When feelings are alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is both you and me&lt;br /&gt;The whole thing in between&lt;br /&gt;Everything eyes can see&lt;br /&gt;What we've done and been&lt;br /&gt;Turning our wheels both ways&lt;br /&gt;Reaching the high and low&lt;br /&gt;Colors and the many grays&lt;br /&gt;That makes us come and go&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884086463341503316-8140014234391497273?l=album-like-love-is-true.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://album-like-love-is-true.blogspot.com/feeds/8140014234391497273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6884086463341503316&amp;postID=8140014234391497273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884086463341503316/posts/default/8140014234391497273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884086463341503316/posts/default/8140014234391497273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://album-like-love-is-true.blogspot.com/2008/03/life-is.html' title='Life Is'/><author><name>Peter S. Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.peter-s-quinn.com/peter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884086463341503316.post-7940067306454638368</id><published>2008-03-07T08:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T08:06:42.138-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Give Me Dreams</title><content type='html'>Let love be here for ever more&lt;br /&gt;Inside your heart to be sure&lt;br /&gt;Of what it is always for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me dreams to each day high&lt;br /&gt;So the emptiness of thoughtless goes&lt;br /&gt;Morning that comes like a butterfly&lt;br /&gt;Filling up sky with its reddish glows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me a dream that will reach noon&lt;br /&gt;Wandering ways of repenting strings&lt;br /&gt;Never be lost in the bluish moon&lt;br /&gt;When the eternally space of dark sings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day to the evening of lovely songs&lt;br /&gt;Something you can't forget forever more&lt;br /&gt;Everything where the free dream belongs&lt;br /&gt;And will reach out from its afar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love songs that are filling your mind&lt;br /&gt;With feeling you feel from inside a heart&lt;br /&gt;Something to start with once you'll find&lt;br /&gt;Giving you ways right from the first start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love songs that are filling your mind&lt;br /&gt;With feeling you feel from inside a heart&lt;br /&gt;Something to start with once you'll find&lt;br /&gt;Giving you ways right from the first start&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884086463341503316-7940067306454638368?l=album-like-love-is-true.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://album-like-love-is-true.blogspot.com/feeds/7940067306454638368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6884086463341503316&amp;postID=7940067306454638368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884086463341503316/posts/default/7940067306454638368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884086463341503316/posts/default/7940067306454638368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://album-like-love-is-true.blogspot.com/2008/03/give-me-dreams.html' title='Give Me Dreams'/><author><name>Peter S. Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.peter-s-quinn.com/peter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884086463341503316.post-7013658739391484134</id><published>2008-03-07T08:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T08:05:11.968-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Come With Me</title><content type='html'>Come with me to days of tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Where love songs are born to go&lt;br /&gt;Giving us their dreams to borrow&lt;br /&gt;Filling our loneliness with glow&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere in thoughts that'll show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight forever we again long&lt;br /&gt;Hearing these tunes in the air&lt;br /&gt;Themes of the heart's romantically song&lt;br /&gt;That gives us so much to care&lt;br /&gt;Whenever we feel down somewhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love that always will find you&lt;br /&gt;In its sweetness of yesteryears&lt;br /&gt;Reaching from nowhere and through&lt;br /&gt;Every moment of downiness and fares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is so lonely in its ways&lt;br /&gt;Nowhere to go but to forgotten dreams&lt;br /&gt;Filling space of dark empty trace&lt;br /&gt;With only its lights of faraway beams&lt;br /&gt;That in our heart of unreality seems&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love that always will find you&lt;br /&gt;In its sweetness of yesteryears&lt;br /&gt;Reaching from nowhere and through&lt;br /&gt;Every moment of downiness and fares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is so lonely in its ways&lt;br /&gt;Nowhere to go but to forgotten dreams&lt;br /&gt;Filling space of dark empty trace&lt;br /&gt;With only its lights of faraway beams&lt;br /&gt;That in our heart of unreality seems&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884086463341503316-7013658739391484134?l=album-like-love-is-true.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://album-like-love-is-true.blogspot.com/feeds/7013658739391484134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6884086463341503316&amp;postID=7013658739391484134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884086463341503316/posts/default/7013658739391484134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884086463341503316/posts/default/7013658739391484134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://album-like-love-is-true.blogspot.com/2008/03/come-with-me.html' title='Come With Me'/><author><name>Peter S. Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.peter-s-quinn.com/peter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884086463341503316.post-9113543516608803290</id><published>2008-03-07T08:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T08:04:12.571-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Across</title><content type='html'>When dim deep is around here&lt;br /&gt;With mysteries beyond the sky&lt;br /&gt;Reaching light from somewhere&lt;br /&gt;Before the eve says goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Sleep away to the faraway&lt;br /&gt;Across the eternal dark sea&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere to reach a new day&lt;br /&gt;Coming like a caravan to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our yesterday is never more&lt;br /&gt;It's gone into ever-flowing space&lt;br /&gt;Like waves that reach the shore&lt;br /&gt;For the sea again to embrace&lt;br /&gt;When dim deep is here gone&lt;br /&gt;Through endless motions wave&lt;br /&gt;And the night is almost done&lt;br /&gt;With its dreaming vision crave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We might recall those imaginings&lt;br /&gt;When we once more are awake&lt;br /&gt;Those were in the night singings&lt;br /&gt;When dreams had their latest take&lt;br /&gt;Across to the oceans of desire&lt;br /&gt;Where thoughts forever revive&lt;br /&gt;The conjures of nighttime’s fire&lt;br /&gt;Forever to thoughts shall give&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884086463341503316-9113543516608803290?l=album-like-love-is-true.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://album-like-love-is-true.blogspot.com/feeds/9113543516608803290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6884086463341503316&amp;postID=9113543516608803290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884086463341503316/posts/default/9113543516608803290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884086463341503316/posts/default/9113543516608803290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://album-like-love-is-true.blogspot.com/2008/03/across.html' title='Across'/><author><name>Peter S. 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