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  <title>the Phantom Spitfire</title>
  <subtitle>the Phantom Spitfire</subtitle>
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  <updated>2003-07-03T20:26:07Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pistolsmuse:6561</id>
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    <title>others' lyrics: like a stone</title>
    <published>2003-07-03T20:26:07Z</published>
    <updated>2003-07-03T20:26:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">[I haven't posted here since JANUARY? Jeez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song by Audioslave. I dunno, I just like it.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a cobweb afternoon&lt;br /&gt;In a room of emptiness&lt;br /&gt;By a freeway I confess&lt;br /&gt;I was lost in the pages&lt;br /&gt;Of a book full of death&lt;br /&gt;Reading how we'll die alone&lt;br /&gt;And if we're good we'll lay to rest&lt;br /&gt;Anywhere we want to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;In your house I long to be&lt;br /&gt;Room by room patiently&lt;br /&gt;I'll wait for you there&lt;br /&gt;Like a stone&lt;br /&gt;I'll wait for you there&lt;br /&gt;Alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my deathbed I will pray&lt;br /&gt;To the gods and the angels&lt;br /&gt;Like a pagan to anyone&lt;br /&gt;Who will take me to heaven&lt;br /&gt;To a place I recall&lt;br /&gt;I was there so long ago&lt;br /&gt;The sky was bruised&lt;br /&gt;The windows bled&lt;br /&gt;And there you led me on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on I read&lt;br /&gt;Until the day was gone&lt;br /&gt;And I sat in regret&lt;br /&gt;Of all the things I've done&lt;br /&gt;For all that I've blessed&lt;br /&gt;And all that I've wronged&lt;br /&gt;In dreams until my death&lt;br /&gt;I will wander on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]</content>
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    <title>others' lyrcis: hallelujah</title>
    <published>2003-01-31T20:14:46Z</published>
    <updated>2003-01-31T20:14:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">[Jeff Buckley. Not much else to add.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;I heard there was a secret chord,&lt;br /&gt;That David played and it pleased the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;But you don't really care for music, do you?&lt;br /&gt;Well it goes like this : The fourth, the fifth,&lt;br /&gt;The minor fall and the major lift,&lt;br /&gt;The baffled king composing Hallelujah.&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah, Hallelujah,&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah, Hallelujah.&lt;br /&gt;Well your faith was strong but you needed proof.&lt;br /&gt;You saw her bathing on the roof.&lt;br /&gt;Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you.&lt;br /&gt;She tied you to her kitchen chair.&lt;br /&gt;She broke your throne and she cut your hair,&lt;br /&gt;And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah.&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah, Hallelujah,&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah, Hallelujah.&lt;br /&gt;Well baby I've been here before.&lt;br /&gt;I've seen this room and I've walked this floor.&lt;br /&gt;I used to live alone before I knew you.&lt;br /&gt;And I've seen your flag on the marble arch.&lt;br /&gt;And love is not a victory march.&lt;br /&gt;It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah.&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah, Hallelujah,&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah, Hallelujah.&lt;br /&gt;Well there was a time when you let me know,&lt;br /&gt;What's really going on below.&lt;br /&gt;But now you never show that to me, do ya?&lt;br /&gt;But remember when I moved in you,&lt;br /&gt;And the holy dove was moving too,&lt;br /&gt;And every breath we drew was Hallelujah?&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah, Hallelujah,&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah, Hallelujah.&lt;br /&gt;Well, maybe there's a God above,&lt;br /&gt;But all I've ever learned from love,&lt;br /&gt;Was how to shoot at someone who outdrew ya.&lt;br /&gt;And it's not a cry that you hear at night.&lt;br /&gt;It's not somebody who's seen the light.&lt;br /&gt;It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah.&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah, Hallelujah,&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah, Hallelujah.&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah, Hallelujah,&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah, Hallelujah.&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah, Hallelujah,&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah, Hallelujah.&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah. &lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>others' lyrics: one day i'll fly away</title>
    <published>2003-01-31T20:08:11Z</published>
    <updated>2003-01-31T20:08:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">[Haven't updated this in a while, so I think I'll post some lyrics... haven't really done much original stuff since my last post, actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure of the original source, but I found it via Moulin Rouge.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;I follow the night&lt;br /&gt;Can't stand the light&lt;br /&gt;When will I begin&lt;br /&gt;To live again? &lt;br /&gt;One day I'll fly away&lt;br /&gt;Leave all this to yesterday&lt;br /&gt;What more could&lt;br /&gt;Your love do for me?&lt;br /&gt;When will love be&lt;br /&gt;Through with me?&lt;br /&gt;Why live life from&lt;br /&gt;Dream to dream&lt;br /&gt;And dread the day&lt;br /&gt;When dreaming ends? &lt;br /&gt;One day I'll fly away&lt;br /&gt;Leave all this to yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Why live life from&lt;br /&gt;Dream to dream&lt;br /&gt;And dread the day&lt;br /&gt;When dreaming ends? &lt;br /&gt;One day I'll fly away&lt;br /&gt;Fly, fly away...&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>others' lyrics: "no reply"</title>
    <published>2002-11-15T19:55:15Z</published>
    <updated>2002-11-15T19:55:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">[From one of the Cowboy Bebop soundtracks. Words by Tim Jensen, music by Yoko Kanno. Gorgeous stuff.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Like the perfect ending&lt;br /&gt;It won't be too long&lt;br /&gt;Till everything I've ruined has seen me gone&lt;br /&gt;In time, I pray you'll forgive&lt;br /&gt;Now you know the man I am&lt;br /&gt;Can you forgive me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fall&lt;br /&gt;Like the sands of time&lt;br /&gt;Like some broken rhyme&lt;br /&gt;At feet no longer there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I could call the rain to melt and wash away the pain you feel&lt;br /&gt;I would&lt;br /&gt;You gave yourself to me and showed me what the truth could be&lt;br /&gt;For that, I say thank you&lt;br /&gt;This was my life&lt;br /&gt;It never made much sense to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With every lie that I lived&lt;br /&gt;Part of me would fade&lt;br /&gt;Into this empty shadow I've become&lt;br /&gt;And now I feel so numb&lt;br /&gt;I no longer know myself&lt;br /&gt;But I still know you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I call&lt;br /&gt;And there's no reply&lt;br /&gt;Like some phantom cry&lt;br /&gt;On ears too far away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes and watch as my life passes by&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I see is you&lt;br /&gt;For all the times you walked the line for me and standing by my side&lt;br /&gt;I say thank you&lt;br /&gt;Here lies my life&lt;br /&gt;It never felt that real to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll always mean so much to me&lt;br /&gt;And there's no reply&lt;br /&gt;And there's no reply&lt;br /&gt;You'll never know how much you meant to me&lt;br /&gt;And there's no reply&lt;br /&gt;And there's no reply&lt;br /&gt;You'll never know how much you meant to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I could call the rain to melt and wash away the pain you feel&lt;br /&gt;I would&lt;br /&gt;You gave yourself to me and showed me what the truth could be&lt;br /&gt;For that, I say thank you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes and watch as my life passes by&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I see is you&lt;br /&gt;For all the times you walked the line for me and standing by my side&lt;br /&gt;I say thank you&lt;br /&gt;You in my life&lt;br /&gt;It all meant so much more to be...&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>others' lyrics: "supergirl"</title>
    <published>2002-10-20T21:40:00Z</published>
    <updated>2002-10-20T21:40:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">(by Reamonn. This is one of those songs I don't think I'll ever escape...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;You can tell by the way&lt;br /&gt;she walks that she's my girl&lt;br /&gt;You can tell by the way &lt;br /&gt;she talks she rules the world&lt;br /&gt;You can see in her eyes&lt;br /&gt;that no one is her chain&lt;br /&gt;She's my girl,  my super girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus:&lt;br /&gt;And then she'd say&lt;br /&gt;it's okay, I got lost on the way&lt;br /&gt;but I'm a super girl, &lt;br /&gt;and super girls don't cry&lt;br /&gt;and then she'd say, it's alright&lt;br /&gt;I got home late last night&lt;br /&gt;but I'm a super girl, &lt;br /&gt;and super girls just fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then she'd say&lt;br /&gt;that nothing can go wrong&lt;br /&gt;when you're in love, what can go wrong&lt;br /&gt;and then she'd laugh&lt;br /&gt;and night'd turn into day&lt;br /&gt;pushing her fear, further along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then she'd shout, down the line&lt;br /&gt;tell me she's got no more time &lt;br /&gt;'cause she's a super girl, &lt;br /&gt;and super girls don't cry&lt;br /&gt;and then she'd scream, in my face&lt;br /&gt; tell me to leave, leave this place&lt;br /&gt;'cause she's a super girl &lt;br /&gt;and super girls just fly&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pistolsmuse:4209</id>
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    <title>others' lyrics: "the first"</title>
    <published>2002-10-15T05:55:04Z</published>
    <updated>2002-10-15T05:55:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">('Nother Tegan &amp; Sara one. This one might just be my fave. Should be the last set of lyrics for the evening...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;stand up sit down baby &lt;br /&gt;gonna be a formal dress down hey day &lt;br /&gt;we decide why not go downtown &lt;br /&gt;how about you and me we go get wasted &lt;br /&gt;you'll have, you'll have to excuse me &lt;br /&gt;please please, please excuse me &lt;br /&gt;you'll have, you'll have to excuse me &lt;br /&gt;this will be my first time &lt;br /&gt;by definition from grade school to English 30 &lt;br /&gt;we quietly become strong so early &lt;br /&gt;take it or leave it they can't believe it &lt;br /&gt;they go from kindergarten to killing sprees &lt;br /&gt;they go from heartache to inner peace &lt;br /&gt;100 foot ceilings 100 percent deceit &lt;br /&gt;he said let's leave this between you and me &lt;br /&gt;my cats watch my stuff leave my house &lt;br /&gt;between you and me the cat burglars are &lt;br /&gt;what did you see what did you steal &lt;br /&gt;tell me baby how does it feel &lt;br /&gt;yeah how do you feel &lt;br /&gt;it's a top ten list of the things that move me the most &lt;br /&gt;a top ten list of the things that bother me most &lt;br /&gt;a top ten list of the things that scare me the most &lt;br /&gt;I'd have to say that the future &lt;br /&gt;wasting time in the fast food line &lt;br /&gt;I decide to walk the fine line &lt;br /&gt;and celebrate life celebrate death I choose &lt;br /&gt;to celebrate the first &lt;br /&gt;I celebrate the first &lt;br /&gt;we decide to go out walking &lt;br /&gt;the whole time that we're talking &lt;br /&gt;convinced that we're living &lt;br /&gt;the whole time that we're dying &lt;br /&gt;we decide to go out walking &lt;br /&gt;the whole time that you're talking &lt;br /&gt;convinced that you're living &lt;br /&gt;the whole time that I'm dying &lt;br /&gt;keeps me on my toes where did the time go &lt;br /&gt;you keep me on my toes where did the time go &lt;br /&gt;on the edge of town where the gravel's thin they're &lt;br /&gt;gonna wear you down &lt;br /&gt;until you're thin and tired tired tired &lt;br /&gt;of wasting time in the fast food line &lt;br /&gt;I decide to walk the fine line and &lt;br /&gt;celebrate life celebrate death I choose to celebrate &lt;br /&gt;the first to come the first to go the first to say yes &lt;br /&gt;the first to say no &lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna seize this moment &lt;br /&gt;the first to come the first to go the first to say yes &lt;br /&gt;first to say no&lt;br /&gt;we decide to go out walking &lt;br /&gt;the whole time that we're talking &lt;br /&gt;convinced that we're living &lt;br /&gt;the whole time that we're dying &lt;br /&gt;keeps me on my toes where did the time go &lt;br /&gt;keeps me on my toes where did the time go &lt;br /&gt;you keep me on my toes where did the time go &lt;br /&gt;you keep me on my toes&lt;br /&gt;you keep me on my toes&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>others' lyrics: "my number"</title>
    <published>2002-10-15T05:50:42Z</published>
    <updated>2002-10-15T05:50:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">(Okay, I like this one more for the chorus than anything else. The rest don' make a gaddamn bit of sense half the time.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;showers pounding out a new beat &lt;br /&gt;I trade my old shoes for new feet &lt;br /&gt;I grab a new seat &lt;br /&gt;I don't like the one I got the fabrics wearing through &lt;br /&gt;and it's wearing me out &lt;br /&gt;you're wearing me down &lt;br /&gt;watching old baseball games and low budget telethons &lt;br /&gt;ain?t like watching you yourself when you yourself is on &lt;br /&gt;got time to wander to waste and to whine &lt;br /&gt;but when it comes to you &lt;br /&gt;it seems like I just can't find the time &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so watch your head and then watch the ground &lt;br /&gt;it?s a silly time to learn to swim when you start to drown &lt;br /&gt;it's a silly time to learn to swim on the way down &lt;br /&gt;if I gave you my number would it still be the same &lt;br /&gt;if I saved you from drowning promise me you'll never go away &lt;br /&gt;promise me you'll always stay &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;closed down the last local zoo &lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna win the endless war &lt;br /&gt;over who kills the last koala bear &lt;br /&gt;and who in death will love him more and I &lt;br /&gt;he grabs me by the hand &lt;br /&gt;drags me to the shore and says &lt;br /&gt;maybe you don't love me &lt;br /&gt;but you'll grow to love me even more &lt;br /&gt;and I well I'm not surprised&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so watch your head and then watch the ground &lt;br /&gt;it?s a silly time to learn to swim when you start to drown &lt;br /&gt;it's a silly time to learn to swim on the way down &lt;br /&gt;if I gave you my number would it still be the same &lt;br /&gt;if I saved you from drowning promise me you'll never go away &lt;br /&gt;promise me you'll always stay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Tegan and Sara &lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>others' lyrics: "shy"</title>
    <published>2002-10-15T05:44:02Z</published>
    <updated>2002-10-15T05:44:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="1"&gt;Yeah, so here's installment one of not-by-me lyrics. This's an excerpt from "Shy," from the musical "Once Upon a Mattress." Somehow it manages to describe me perfectly....okay, maybe more the old me, but still. I still feel like this an awful lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, without further ado...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------&lt;br /&gt;Someone's being bashful&lt;br /&gt;That's no way to be, not with me&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see&lt;br /&gt;That I am just as embarrassed as you&lt;br /&gt;And I can understand your point of view&lt;br /&gt;I've always been [belts] &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;shy!!!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I confess it, I'm shy&lt;br /&gt;Can't you guess that this confident air&lt;br /&gt;Is a mask that I wear&lt;br /&gt;'Cos I'm shy..&lt;br /&gt;And you may be sure&lt;br /&gt;Way down deep I'm demure&lt;br /&gt;Though some people I know might deny it&lt;br /&gt;At bottom I'm quiet and pure...&lt;br /&gt;I'm aware that it's wrong&lt;br /&gt;To be meek as I am&lt;br /&gt;My chances may pass me by&lt;br /&gt;I pretend to be strong&lt;br /&gt;But as weak as I am&lt;br /&gt;All I can do is try&lt;br /&gt;God knows I try&lt;br /&gt;Though I'm frightened and shy&lt;br /&gt;And despite the impression I give&lt;br /&gt;I confess that I'm living a lie&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm actually terribly timid&lt;br /&gt;And horribly shy...</content>
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    <title>so yeah</title>
    <published>2002-09-14T21:49:12Z</published>
    <updated>2002-09-14T21:49:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">This journal was once for other, more *cough* personal stuff, but I've decided to change it over into a place for my writings... unfortunately, it's gonna be friends-only for the most part. This is mostly so I dont clutter up my other journal (&lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_kateisozzy' lj:user='kateisozzy' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://kateisozzy.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://kateisozzy.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;kateisozzy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;). I might post random stuff for all to see from time to time. We'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~K</content>
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    <title>from the quotes community</title>
    <published>2002-04-30T20:00:57Z</published>
    <updated>2002-04-30T20:00:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">"Have you ever been in love? Horrible, isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and opens your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses. You build up this whole armor, for years, so no one can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life.... You give them a piece of you. They don't ask for it. They do something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so a simple phrase like 'maybe we should just be friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the mind. It's a soul hurt, a body hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love."&lt;br /&gt;-Neil Gaiman</content>
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