tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-89663067123947320052011-11-27T17:07:02.299-07:00A PortfolioAmanda Blandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10589289362736065794noreply@blogger.comBlogger81100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966306712394732005.post-75620040905747145342011-07-11T16:36:00.002-06:002011-07-11T16:42:31.915-06:00<div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">Two Love Songs</span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;"><em>(by Amanda Bland, copyright July 2011)</em></span></div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">I fell in love with a lonely man</div><br /><div align="center">who traveled in a one-man band</div><br /><div align="center">that use to play a love song,</div><br /><div align="center">a blonde and blue-eyed love song</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">He followed someone else's dream</div><br /><div align="center">so willingly cause he believed</div><br /><div align="center">in writing his own love song</div><br /><div align="center">a true and loyal love song</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"><strong>BRIDGE:</strong></div><br /><div align="center">His fidelity to me</div><br /><div align="center">felt too weak in the knees</div><br /><div align="center">So I left his 'good intentions' behind in New Orleans...Louisiana</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">His remaining pride was left for dead</div><br /><div align="center">On the side of the road without any bread</div><br /><div align="center">that he earned by playing love songs...</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">A foolish heart in time won't heal</div><br /><div align="center">from memories that make it feel</div><br /><div align="center">the pain of long-lost love songs</div><br /><div align="center">He WAS my one true love song</div><br /><div align="center"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966306712394732005-7562004090574714534?l=blandinthebasement.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Amanda Blandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10589289362736065794noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966306712394732005.post-57566753638757688392010-09-22T11:52:00.003-06:002010-09-22T12:10:37.717-06:00<p align="left">I recorded this piece of music when I was 18 years of age. Also, on the piano, my cousin Rebecca Davis Jones :)</p><p align="center"> </p><p align="center"><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Gn1xwT7Qw3o?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Gn1xwT7Qw3o?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966306712394732005-5756675363875768839?l=blandinthebasement.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Amanda Blandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10589289362736065794noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966306712394732005.post-86357228400907126782009-06-04T21:29:00.009-06:002010-09-17T13:56:27.642-06:00<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"></div><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:78%;"><i><span style="font-family:'Reenie Beanie';">(By Amanda Bland and Wanda McCroskey, copyright June 2009)</span></i></span></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"></div><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Reenie Beanie';"><?xml:namespace prefix = o /><o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"></div><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Reenie Beanie';">Enjoying the fruit of our fathers labors<o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"></div><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Reenie Beanie';">We easily dream of love<o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"></div><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Reenie Beanie';">White like a dove that favors its’ wings<o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"></div><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Reenie Beanie';">We think we’ve arrived<o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"></div><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Reenie Beanie';">Exchange our rings</span></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"></div><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"></div><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Reenie Beanie';">FALL<o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"></div><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Reenie Beanie';">Gravity of our choices<o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"></div><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Reenie Beanie';">MEET<o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"></div><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Reenie Beanie';">Pain of our progress<o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"></div><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Reenie Beanie';">Falling in love is falling for sure<o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"></div><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Reenie Beanie';">This right of passage to freedom<o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"></div><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Reenie Beanie';">Is changing our dreams <o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"></div><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Reenie Beanie';">Into wisdom<br /></span></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"></div><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Reenie Beanie';"><o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"></div><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Reenie Beanie';">The garden turns into desolation<o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"></div><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Reenie Beanie';">Our faults indeed ensue<o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"></div><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Reenie Beanie';">We cling to the safety of memories past<o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"></div><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Reenie Beanie';">A portion of joy overdue<o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"></div><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Reenie Beanie';">Is now dissolving fast</span></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal"><br /><span style="font-family:'Reenie Beanie';"><o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"></div><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"></div><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Reenie Beanie';">Once effortless love<o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"></div><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Reenie Beanie';">Now a lover’s lament<o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"></div><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Reenie Beanie';">By the sweat of our brow<o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"></div><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Reenie Beanie';">We eat bread</span></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"></div><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Reenie Beanie';"><o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"></div><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Reenie Beanie';">FALL<o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"></div><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Reenie Beanie';">Gravity of our choices<o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"></div><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Reenie Beanie';">MEET<o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"></div><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Reenie Beanie';">Pain of our progress<o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"></div><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Reenie Beanie';">Falling in love is falling for sure<o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"></div><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Reenie Beanie';">This right of passage to freedom<o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"></div><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Reenie Beanie';">Is changing our dreams <o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"></div><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Reenie Beanie';">Into wisdom <o:p></o:p></span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966306712394732005-8635722840090712678?l=blandinthebasement.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Amanda Blandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10589289362736065794noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966306712394732005.post-24321868551680925172008-12-06T11:39:00.002-07:002008-12-06T11:41:28.733-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" >Love Somebody</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">(copyright 2003, Amanda Bland)</span><br /><br />broken cry heard far away<br />moments not long passed<br />silence like the break of day<br />communication crashed<br /><br /><br />Some say time heals<br />some say time is money<br />but I say time is all we have to love somebody<br />oh, to love somebody<br /><br />Hole in the wall, mascara stains<br />on a bedroom pillowcase<br />souvenirs remember pain<br />and tears mark up your face<br /><br />Some say time heals<br />some say time is money<br />but I say time is all we have to love somebody<br />oh, to love somebody<br /><br /><br />Some say time heals, (yeah)<br />some say time is money<br />but I say time is all we have to love somebody<br />oh,<br />Some say time heals<br />some say time is money<br />but I say time is all we have to love somebody<br />oh, to love somebody<br />to love somebody<br /></div><div style="text-align: center; width: 425px;"><div><object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.ourstage.com/embed/CCQUJPKALPBN.swf" width="400" align="middle" height="200"><param name="movie" value="http://www.ourstage.com/embed/CCQUJPKALPBN.swf"><param name="quality" value="high"><param name="wmode" value="transparent"><embed src="http://www.ourstage.com/embed/CCQUJPKALPBN.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="400" height="200"></embed></object></div><div><a href="http://www.ourstage.com/embed/footer/CCQUJPKALPBN"><img src="http://www.ourstage.com/embed/CCQUJPKALPBN.png" alt="www.ourstage.com" style="border: medium none ;" /></a></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966306712394732005-2432186855168092517?l=blandinthebasement.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Amanda Blandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10589289362736065794noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966306712394732005.post-1068024690643034572008-12-05T21:51:00.004-07:002008-12-06T11:41:56.745-07:00<div style="text-align: center;">(copyright Jan 2003, Amanda Bland)<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Celebrate My Life</span><br /><br />Go ahead and invite me to feel<br />as low and lost as you do<br />(yeah)<br />you said you've seen the road ahead<br />and that I'd be a fool<br />but I'd be a bigger fool to follow you<br /><br />I will celebrate my life<br />educate my mind<br />run a race against time<br />you might say that<br />I don't need your welcome mats<br />I can draw my own maps<br />i don't care what he said, she said, he said, she said<br /><br />Your bittersweet circles of gossip<br />don't diagnose my problems<br />it ain't no mystery that I got 'em<br />(no)<br />this pride will eat you up inside<br />who died and made you queen<br />you'll never be my queen<br /><br />I will celebrate my life<br />educate my mind<br />run a race against time<br />you might say that<br />I don't need your welcome mats<br />I can draw my own maps<br />i don't care what he said, she said, he said, she said<br /><br />you mope around<br />tell the crowd about your loss<br />and all the tears it cost you<br />the years will pass by<br />you'll still be hiding from the truth<br />you threw away your youth<br />(yeah)<br /><br />I will celebrate my life<br />educate my mind<br />run a race against time<br />you might say that<br />I don't need your welcome mats<br />I can draw my own maps<br />I don't care what he said, she said, he said, she said<br /><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; width: 425px;"><div><object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.ourstage.com/embed/playlist/EUZKGLRNOWNB.swf" width="400" align="middle" height="200"><param name="movie" value="http://www.ourstage.com/embed/playlist/EUZKGLRNOWNB.swf"><param name="quality" value="high"><param name="wmode" value="transparent"><embed src="http://www.ourstage.com/embed/playlist/EUZKGLRNOWNB.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="400" height="200"></embed></object></div><div><a href="http://www.ourstage.com/embed/footer/EUZKGLRNOWNB"><img src="http://www.ourstage.com/embed/EUZKGLRNOWNB.png" alt="www.ourstage.com" style="border: medium none ;" /></a></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966306712394732005-106802469064303457?l=blandinthebasement.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Amanda Blandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10589289362736065794noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966306712394732005.post-86696407850252262922008-12-05T20:48:00.006-07:002008-12-06T11:42:27.441-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7VO3Hzznwg/SToA3hjm2AI/AAAAAAAAANE/UVgYS0RzlsM/s1600-h/Mum3.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 166px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7VO3Hzznwg/SToA3hjm2AI/AAAAAAAAANE/UVgYS0RzlsM/s200/Mum3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276530867318478850" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:worddocument> <w:view>Normal</w:View> <w:zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:punctuationkerning/> <w:validateagainstschemas/> <w:saveifxmlinvalid>false</w:SaveIfXMLInvalid> <w:ignoremixedcontent>false</w:IgnoreMixedContent> <w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext>false</w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText> <w:compatibility> <w:breakwrappedtables/> <w:snaptogridincell/> <w:wraptextwithpunct/> <w:useasianbreakrules/> <w:dontgrowautofit/> </w:Compatibility> <w:browserlevel>MicrosoftInternetExplorer4</w:BrowserLevel> </w:WordDocument> </xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"> </w:LatentStyles> </xml><![endif]--><style> <!-- /* Font Definitions */ @font-face {font-family:"Palatino Linotype"; panose-1:2 4 5 2 5 5 5 3 3 4; mso-font-charset:0; mso-generic-font-family:roman; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:-536870009 1073741843 0 0 415 0;} /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0in; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 {size:8.5in 11.0in; margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; mso-header-margin:.5in; mso-footer-margin:.5in; mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 {page:Section1;} --> </style><!--[if gte mso 10]> <style> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; mso-para-margin:0in; mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ansi-language:#0400; mso-fareast-language:#0400; mso-bidi-language:#0400;} </style> <![endif]--> <p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:85%;">My Perennials<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:85%;">A picture on a perfect day<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:85%;">My daughters’ messy hair<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:85%;">A son who looks up at the sky<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:85%;">These are my perennials</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Dancing around in playful circles<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Crowding my life with love<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:85%;">In my heart when I’m on my knees<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:85%;">These are my perennials</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:85%;">When the world is purchasing their perishables<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:85%;">And gloating in their variables<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:85%;">I breathe in, <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style=""> </span>And I think of my perennials</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Stumbling on the flat earth<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:85%;">And falling on my face<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:85%;">I feel forgiveness as it swells<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=";font-family:&quot;;" ><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" >These are my perennials</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Copyright December 2008</span></span>, Amanda Bland<br /><span style=";font-family:&quot;;" ><o:p></o:p></span></p> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966306712394732005-8669640785025226292?l=blandinthebasement.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Amanda Blandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10589289362736065794noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966306712394732005.post-72713959731242237412008-05-12T20:35:00.004-06:002008-11-12T19:38:09.382-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z7VO3Hzznwg/SCkIIIyYGoI/AAAAAAAAAEk/hAZD4RR3mEQ/s1600-h/Sweet+Tennesee.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 615px; height: 367px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z7VO3Hzznwg/SCkIIIyYGoI/AAAAAAAAAEk/hAZD4RR3mEQ/s400/Sweet+Tennesee.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199696180666702466" border="0" /></a><br /><!--[endif]--><p class="MsoNormal"><span style=";font-family:Dauphin;font-size:11;" ><o:p></o:p><st1:state st="on"><st1:place st="on"></st1:place></st1:state><o:p></o:p></span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966306712394732005-7271395973124223741?l=blandinthebasement.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Amanda Blandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10589289362736065794noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966306712394732005.post-80797256742871160292008-05-12T20:21:00.012-06:002008-12-08T21:03:48.030-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z7VO3Hzznwg/SCj7I4yYGnI/AAAAAAAAAEc/HlilnzHEyRM/s1600-h/blacktop+road.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z7VO3Hzznwg/SCj7I4yYGnI/AAAAAAAAAEc/HlilnzHEyRM/s320/blacktop+road.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199681899900443250" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" >Leaving the City of Easy</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-size:100%;">by Amanda Bland, Brad Hull<br />copyright 2005<br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">Don't underestimate what I'll do, what I've done<br />Don't touch me with your eyes,<br />undress my thoughts<br />and clothe the unwanted parts<br /><br />I know you think you broke through...<br /><br />But I'm leaving the City of Easy<br />leaving the City of Easy<br />(gonna make it out of town<br />but if I stop now,<br />I'll break down)<br /><br /><br />Just another pretty face without a smile, without a song<br />I know that I want more<br />than what you've got<br />cause baby you're a long shot<br /><br />(Bridge)<br />I won't brake for anyone<br />no one but God<br />and that's not you<br />All you're gonna see<br />is the back of my head<br />and a dusty blacktop road<br /><br />Cause I'm leaving the City of Easy<br />leaving the City of Easy<br />gonna make it out of town<br />but if I stop now,<br />I'll break down<br />Leaving the City of Easy</span><br /></span></span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; width: 425px;"><div><object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.ourstage.com/embed/VENNHSQYFNYR.swf" width="400" align="middle" height="200"><param name="movie" value="http://www.ourstage.com/embed/VENNHSQYFNYR.swf"><param name="quality" value="high"><param name="wmode" value="transparent"><embed src="http://www.ourstage.com/embed/VENNHSQYFNYR.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="400" height="200"></embed></object></div><div><a href="http://www.ourstage.com/embed/footer/VENNHSQYFNYR"><img src="http://www.ourstage.com/embed/VENNHSQYFNYR.png" alt="www.ourstage.com" style="border: medium none ;" /></a></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' 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