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August 20 Lene Marlin: A Place Nearby NekoKriszty. Has. Officially. Found. THE. Saddest. Song. On. Earth. While reading the saddest fan fiction on Earth nontheless: Last chance, Last dance. NekoKriszty is a bit ashamed to admit: She had been crying until she used up 7 paper tissues. She's even more ashamed to admit: listening to the song made her cry even a week after reading the fic. It's just that sad. Another important factor: NekoKriszty never cries over a fan fiction. (Okay, not counting those... 5 times. But considering the amount of fanfics she has read (at least a 1000) the crying's limit is nearing zero). ... Okay, okay. Here's the song. Stop poking me already. Sheesh. Lene Marlin: A Place Nearby I entered the room Sat by your bed all through the night I watched your daily fight I hardly knew The pain was almost more than I could bear And still I hear Your last words to me Heaven is a place nearby So I won't be so far away And if you try and look for me Maybe you'll find me someday Heaven is a place nearby So there's no need to say goodbye I wanna ask you not to cry I'll always be by your side You just faded away You spread your wings, you had flown Away to something unknown Wish I could bring you back You're always on my mind About to tear myself apart You have your special place in my heart, always Heaven is a place nearby So I won't be so far away And if you try and look for me Maybe you'll find me someday Heaven is a place nearby So there's no need to say goodbye I wanna ask you not to cry I'll always be by your side And even when I go to sleep I still can hear your voice And those words I never will forget Heaven is a place nearby So I won't be so far away And if you try and look for me Maybe you'll find me someday Heaven is a place nearby So there's no need to say goodbye I wanna ask you not to cry I'll always be by your side A thought just occured me... When I die, I want this song to be played at my funeral. Seriously. August 04 Natasha Bedingfield: UnwrittenI have loved this song for a very long time, and today I downloaded it.  Natasha Bedingfield: Unwritten I am unwritten, can't read my mind, I'm undefined I'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned Staring at the blank page before you Open up the dirty window Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find Reaching for something in the distance So close you can almost taste it Release your innovations Feel the rain on your skin No one else can feel it for you Only you can let it in No one else, no one else Can speak the words on your lips Drench yourself in words unspoken Live your life with arms wide open Today is where your book begins The rest is still unwritten Oh, oh, oh I break tradition, sometimes my tries, are outside the lines We've been conditioned to not make mistakes, but I can't live that way Staring at the blank page before you Open up the dirty window Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find Reaching for something in the distance So close you can almost taste it Release your inner visions Feel the rain on your skin No one else can feel it for you Only you can let it in No one else, no one else Can speak the words on your lips Drench yourself in words unspoken Live your life with arms wide open Today is where your book begins Feel the rain on your skin No one else can feel it for you Only you can let it in No one else, no one else Can speak the words on your lips Drench yourself in words unspoken Live your life with arms wide open Today is where your book begins The rest is still unwritten Staring at the blank page before you Open up the dirty window Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find Reaching for something in the distance So close you can almost taste it Release your inner visions Feel the rain on your skin No one else can feel it for you Only you can let it in No one else, no one else Can speak the words on your lips Drench yourself in words unspoken Live your life with arms wide open Today is where your book begins Feel the rain on your skin No one else can feel it for you Only you can let it in No one else, no one else Can speak the words on your lips Drench yourself in words unspoken Live your life with arms wide open Today is where your book begins The rest is still unwritten The rest is still unwritten The rest is still unwritten Oh, yeah, yeah |
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