<?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-4958654946167285141</id><updated>2012-02-16T00:17:37.962-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Barka Lyrics - II</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-barka-lyrics-ii.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958654946167285141/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-barka-lyrics-ii.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>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958654946167285141.post-4685607275323577575</id><published>2007-01-31T08:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T08:19:50.537-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mysteries</title><content type='html'>Somewhere my heart is found&lt;br /&gt;muscling through each step&lt;br /&gt;thoughts that I thought drowned&lt;br /&gt;from a long time gone hep&lt;br /&gt;flowers too wordless to name&lt;br /&gt;growth that I believed asleep&lt;br /&gt;fire of the impossible flame&lt;br /&gt;mine or yours never to keep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that is too deep inside&lt;br /&gt;waiting in its paleness blanch&lt;br /&gt;mysteries unknown that hide&lt;br /&gt;the dangerous broken off branch&lt;br /&gt;wordless to the something new&lt;br /&gt;the dreams that are not to be&lt;br /&gt;slowly though coming through&lt;br /&gt;anything without its prosperity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere its days will arrive&lt;br /&gt;meeting the promises done&lt;br /&gt;inside your thoughts still alive&lt;br /&gt;anything out of its forming spun&lt;br /&gt;you and I always it peeking&lt;br /&gt;what might become or given&lt;br /&gt;futures of unknown still seeking&lt;br /&gt;words that need prove to be liven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere my heart is found&lt;br /&gt;muscling through each step&lt;br /&gt;thoughts that I thought drowned&lt;br /&gt;from a long time gone hep&lt;br /&gt;flowers too wordless to name&lt;br /&gt;growth that I believed asleep&lt;br /&gt;fire of the impossible flame&lt;br /&gt;mine or yours that we can't keep&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958654946167285141-4685607275323577575?l=the-barka-lyrics-ii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-barka-lyrics-ii.blogspot.com/feeds/4685607275323577575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958654946167285141&amp;postID=4685607275323577575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958654946167285141/posts/default/4685607275323577575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958654946167285141/posts/default/4685607275323577575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-barka-lyrics-ii.blogspot.com/2007/01/mysteries.html' title='Mysteries'/><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-4958654946167285141.post-1864071282378261776</id><published>2007-01-31T08:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T08:19:14.304-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fire Inside</title><content type='html'>Fire inside&lt;br /&gt;through the years must glide&lt;br /&gt;days coming through&lt;br /&gt;each one is new&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through each life's tide&lt;br /&gt;stormy weather ride&lt;br /&gt;gray and darkish hue&lt;br /&gt;blending futures cue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fire inside&lt;br /&gt;with fire inside&lt;br /&gt;heart and feelings bide... Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fire inside&lt;br /&gt;with fire inside&lt;br /&gt;heart and feelings bide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days are clearing the night&lt;br /&gt;on and on we will go&lt;br /&gt;into inspirational flight&lt;br /&gt;come let your wings grow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958654946167285141-1864071282378261776?l=the-barka-lyrics-ii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-barka-lyrics-ii.blogspot.com/feeds/1864071282378261776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958654946167285141&amp;postID=1864071282378261776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958654946167285141/posts/default/1864071282378261776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958654946167285141/posts/default/1864071282378261776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-barka-lyrics-ii.blogspot.com/2007/01/fire-inside.html' title='Fire Inside'/><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-4958654946167285141.post-8139135157942887060</id><published>2007-01-31T08:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T08:18:06.927-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Make It Important</title><content type='html'>Nothing is as important&lt;br /&gt;as not being there&lt;br /&gt;time are so irrelevant&lt;br /&gt;from this and to nowhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Measure each life with footsteps&lt;br /&gt;and you will just circle around&lt;br /&gt;give what you feel and must have&lt;br /&gt;and everything else will be found&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some wishes might come true&lt;br /&gt;if they are worthy your try&lt;br /&gt;so much is entirely up to you&lt;br /&gt;building it up and why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Measure each life with footsteps&lt;br /&gt;and you will just circle around&lt;br /&gt;give what you feel and must have&lt;br /&gt;and everything else will be found&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't count on lady luck&lt;br /&gt;to handle your way of life&lt;br /&gt;you will just get further stuck&lt;br /&gt;work more suffer and strife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make it important&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958654946167285141-8139135157942887060?l=the-barka-lyrics-ii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-barka-lyrics-ii.blogspot.com/feeds/8139135157942887060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958654946167285141&amp;postID=8139135157942887060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958654946167285141/posts/default/8139135157942887060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958654946167285141/posts/default/8139135157942887060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-barka-lyrics-ii.blogspot.com/2007/01/make-it-important.html' title='Make It Important'/><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-4958654946167285141.post-8518840526747262407</id><published>2007-01-31T08:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T08:16:55.877-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Everything</title><content type='html'>I will give you my everything&lt;br /&gt;forever and a day&lt;br /&gt;and to you I will sing&lt;br /&gt;bring in my moments and way&lt;br /&gt;for I love you so dear&lt;br /&gt;each your softly spoken word&lt;br /&gt;you make everything clear&lt;br /&gt;what a doubt might have stirred&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Touching ways in the dark&lt;br /&gt;with your passion and heart&lt;br /&gt;giving juncture its spark&lt;br /&gt;bringing hope to its upstart&lt;br /&gt;someone worthy of phrase&lt;br /&gt;for showing strength for me&lt;br /&gt;giving love its different ways&lt;br /&gt;setting it all out to be free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only know this to be you&lt;br /&gt;turning each trust to its shore&lt;br /&gt;always up to the point and true&lt;br /&gt;knowing the central of each core&lt;br /&gt;never allowing love to leave&lt;br /&gt;when there is still time ahead&lt;br /&gt;winning gladness over grieve&lt;br /&gt;putting indifference to its dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will give you my everything&lt;br /&gt;forever and a day&lt;br /&gt;and to you I will sing&lt;br /&gt;bring in the moments and way&lt;br /&gt;so much has now gone by&lt;br /&gt;with our love and our desire&lt;br /&gt;how hours through moments fly&lt;br /&gt;nowhere near they'll retire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will give you my everything&lt;br /&gt;forever and ever&lt;br /&gt;you are source and wellspring&lt;br /&gt;lacking want never&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958654946167285141-8518840526747262407?l=the-barka-lyrics-ii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-barka-lyrics-ii.blogspot.com/feeds/8518840526747262407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958654946167285141&amp;postID=8518840526747262407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958654946167285141/posts/default/8518840526747262407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958654946167285141/posts/default/8518840526747262407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-barka-lyrics-ii.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-everything.html' title='My Everything'/><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-4958654946167285141.post-6060797278711476882</id><published>2007-01-31T08:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T08:15:58.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moods</title><content type='html'>where I'll go I don't know&lt;br /&gt;there is so much in the flow&lt;br /&gt;places without a name&lt;br /&gt;thoughts I can not frame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the moods for a short while&lt;br /&gt;with its eager temper to rile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this and that might get tossed&lt;br /&gt;through the moments lost&lt;br /&gt;with no purpose or an aim&lt;br /&gt;if you can't the structure tame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the moods for a short while&lt;br /&gt;with its eager temper to rile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chancing facade keep it up&lt;br /&gt;something might develop&lt;br /&gt;unexplained a little bit more&lt;br /&gt;perhaps later to adore&lt;br /&gt;when you know what it's all for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the moods for a short while&lt;br /&gt;with its eager temper to rile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep that's the way to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bring it in to every say-so&lt;br /&gt;give it a hope and let it grow&lt;br /&gt;nothing will be forever same&lt;br /&gt;if you know the job and game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the moods for a short while&lt;br /&gt;with its eager temper to rile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chancing facade keep it up&lt;br /&gt;something might develop&lt;br /&gt;unexplained a little bit more&lt;br /&gt;perhaps later to adore&lt;br /&gt;when you know what it's all for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep that's the way to go&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958654946167285141-6060797278711476882?l=the-barka-lyrics-ii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-barka-lyrics-ii.blogspot.com/feeds/6060797278711476882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958654946167285141&amp;postID=6060797278711476882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958654946167285141/posts/default/6060797278711476882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958654946167285141/posts/default/6060797278711476882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-barka-lyrics-ii.blogspot.com/2007/01/moods.html' title='Moods'/><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-4958654946167285141.post-3901962458293106353</id><published>2007-01-31T08:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T08:14:27.567-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Within The Game</title><content type='html'>Everything is not the same&lt;br /&gt;all is not in the name&lt;br /&gt;you have to find the road&lt;br /&gt;conquer the road and mode&lt;br /&gt;to be within the game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Times ahead may be or not be&lt;br /&gt;wait just a moment to see&lt;br /&gt;space is important between&lt;br /&gt;everything is were you've been&lt;br /&gt;nothing is completely free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exactly isn't much a chance&lt;br /&gt;give it a thought and a trance&lt;br /&gt;something will build it right&lt;br /&gt;when there is wave at height&lt;br /&gt;together they both might dance&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958654946167285141-3901962458293106353?l=the-barka-lyrics-ii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-barka-lyrics-ii.blogspot.com/feeds/3901962458293106353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958654946167285141&amp;postID=3901962458293106353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958654946167285141/posts/default/3901962458293106353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958654946167285141/posts/default/3901962458293106353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-barka-lyrics-ii.blogspot.com/2007/01/within-game.html' title='Within The Game'/><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-4958654946167285141.post-253984185407022601</id><published>2007-01-31T08:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T08:13:48.179-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bring Back</title><content type='html'>There you are wanting more and more&lt;br /&gt;There you are in your own kind of way&lt;br /&gt;There you are going somewhere&lt;br /&gt;There you are learning to know yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a step into distance&lt;br /&gt;imagine where you'd be&lt;br /&gt;give yourself another chance&lt;br /&gt;to find out what you see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring Back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything you thought right&lt;br /&gt;before you broke your wings off&lt;br /&gt;clueless to left and right&lt;br /&gt;time are often sometimes rough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything will go or come&lt;br /&gt;touching thoughts to burn&lt;br /&gt;where it goes or comes from&lt;br /&gt;no one cares or ever learn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958654946167285141-253984185407022601?l=the-barka-lyrics-ii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-barka-lyrics-ii.blogspot.com/feeds/253984185407022601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958654946167285141&amp;postID=253984185407022601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958654946167285141/posts/default/253984185407022601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958654946167285141/posts/default/253984185407022601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-barka-lyrics-ii.blogspot.com/2007/01/bring-back.html' title='Bring Back'/><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-4958654946167285141.post-9062903568272869573</id><published>2007-01-31T08:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T08:12:39.655-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simplicity</title><content type='html'>You have the street&lt;br /&gt;at this lonely night&lt;br /&gt;all by your own feet&lt;br /&gt;in this skimping light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you will fall in love&lt;br /&gt;so alone in the dark&lt;br /&gt;it will be nothing of&lt;br /&gt;without complicated spark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might be thinking &lt;br /&gt;about that lovely someone&lt;br /&gt;and to its passion linking&lt;br /&gt;that never seems done&lt;br /&gt;with fairy tales in its spell&lt;br /&gt;and almost nearly true&lt;br /&gt;but then you find reality is hell&lt;br /&gt;and it's only you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up be soon again&lt;br /&gt;everything you were before&lt;br /&gt;ghost of love you'd slain&lt;br /&gt;and be normal and sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simplicity is just that&lt;br /&gt;everything quite in hope&lt;br /&gt;you have just got what you've got&lt;br /&gt;into it's own rightful scope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up be soon again&lt;br /&gt;what you were in the evening&lt;br /&gt;life is sometimes vain&lt;br /&gt;when it complications bring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simplicity is so much&lt;br /&gt;if you know how to handle it&lt;br /&gt;take yourself into touch&lt;br /&gt;walk the line that doesn't split&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958654946167285141-9062903568272869573?l=the-barka-lyrics-ii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-barka-lyrics-ii.blogspot.com/feeds/9062903568272869573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958654946167285141&amp;postID=9062903568272869573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958654946167285141/posts/default/9062903568272869573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958654946167285141/posts/default/9062903568272869573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-barka-lyrics-ii.blogspot.com/2007/01/simplicity.html' title='Simplicity'/><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-4958654946167285141.post-3775446439259208834</id><published>2007-01-31T08:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T08:10:22.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finding a Crack</title><content type='html'>all the days come and go&lt;br /&gt;bring me this and that&lt;br /&gt;before drifting on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like footsteps in the snow&lt;br /&gt;is all what I had&lt;br /&gt;before they are gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daydreaming and trying&lt;br /&gt;to find some reality in this&lt;br /&gt;sometime unrealistic flying&lt;br /&gt;making an untimely wish&lt;br /&gt;staring at the wall&lt;br /&gt;finding a crack in the landscape&lt;br /&gt;standing being small&lt;br /&gt;moving into shape&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the days come and go&lt;br /&gt;bring me this and that&lt;br /&gt;before drifting on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wish I could know&lt;br /&gt;what everything's about&lt;br /&gt;before I move into doubt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958654946167285141-3775446439259208834?l=the-barka-lyrics-ii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-barka-lyrics-ii.blogspot.com/feeds/3775446439259208834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958654946167285141&amp;postID=3775446439259208834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958654946167285141/posts/default/3775446439259208834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958654946167285141/posts/default/3775446439259208834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-barka-lyrics-ii.blogspot.com/2007/01/finding-crack.html' title='Finding a Crack'/><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-4958654946167285141.post-3703511035477318100</id><published>2007-01-31T07:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T07:59:39.415-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreamsong</title><content type='html'>roads are endless&lt;br /&gt;going on and on&lt;br /&gt;bringing together the landscape&lt;br /&gt;that the morning gives&lt;br /&gt;to the edge of time&lt;br /&gt;like the flowers &lt;br /&gt;that from seeds will come&lt;br /&gt;endless nights from the evening&lt;br /&gt;to the twilight of new day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a walk &lt;br /&gt;every hour&lt;br /&gt;before I awake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from the stars &lt;br /&gt;that surround me in the dim&lt;br /&gt;with the dreams that are to come&lt;br /&gt;like a road into time&lt;br /&gt;from nowhere&lt;br /&gt;I am going further&lt;br /&gt;then I knew from yesterday&lt;br /&gt;reaching the top&lt;br /&gt;till I fall again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much still out there&lt;br /&gt;not entirely known&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will try every night&lt;br /&gt;to find this path again&lt;br /&gt;to be more secure&lt;br /&gt;and fill tomorrow with it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958654946167285141-3703511035477318100?l=the-barka-lyrics-ii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-barka-lyrics-ii.blogspot.com/feeds/3703511035477318100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958654946167285141&amp;postID=3703511035477318100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958654946167285141/posts/default/3703511035477318100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958654946167285141/posts/default/3703511035477318100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-barka-lyrics-ii.blogspot.com/2007/01/dreamsong.html' title='Dreamsong'/><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-4958654946167285141.post-2589907054685800152</id><published>2007-01-31T07:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T07:55:56.371-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Corners Everywhere</title><content type='html'>Sit down&lt;br /&gt;wait your change&lt;br /&gt;nothing is going forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are corners everywhere&lt;br /&gt;to begin your journey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Times are complicated&lt;br /&gt;with too much to do&lt;br /&gt;and nothing to please&lt;br /&gt;in the same way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can give me this and that&lt;br /&gt;and never give too much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have your ways to accomplish&lt;br /&gt;what surrounds your thought&lt;br /&gt;and sets your mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are corners everywhere&lt;br /&gt;to begin your journey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958654946167285141-2589907054685800152?l=the-barka-lyrics-ii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-barka-lyrics-ii.blogspot.com/feeds/2589907054685800152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958654946167285141&amp;postID=2589907054685800152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958654946167285141/posts/default/2589907054685800152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958654946167285141/posts/default/2589907054685800152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-barka-lyrics-ii.blogspot.com/2007/01/corners-everywhere.html' title='Corners Everywhere'/><author><name>Peter S. 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