{"id":643,"date":"2010-09-18T10:20:45","date_gmt":"2010-09-18T03:20:45","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.budiarto.org\/blog\/?p=643"},"modified":"2010-09-18T14:14:48","modified_gmt":"2010-09-18T07:14:48","slug":"pearl-jam-amongst-the-waves","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.budiarto.org\/blog\/2010\/09\/pearl-jam-amongst-the-waves\/","title":{"rendered":"Amongst The Waves"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: center;\">\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><a href=\"http:\/\/i1046.photobucket.com\/albums\/b470\/kakisemut\/blog\/1130486538_1.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter\" title=\"amongst the waves\" src=\"http:\/\/i1046.photobucket.com\/albums\/b470\/kakisemut\/blog\/1130486538_1.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"360\" height=\"239\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>What used to be a house of cards<br \/>\nHas turned into a reservoir<br \/>\nSave the tears that were waterfalling<br \/>\nLet&#8217;s go swim tonight, darling<\/p>\n<p>And once outside the undertow<br \/>\nJust you and me, and nothing more<br \/>\nIf not for love, I would be drowning<br \/>\nI&#8217;ve seen it work both ways<\/p>\n<p>But I am up riding high amongst the waves<\/p>\n<p>Where I can feel like I<br \/>\nHave a soul that has been saved<br \/>\nWhere I can feel like I&#8217;ve<br \/>\nPut away my early grave<\/p>\n<p>I gotta say it now<br \/>\nBetter loud than too late<\/p>\n<p>Remember back, the early days<br \/>\nWhen you were young, and less amazed<br \/>\nSuddenly the channel changed<br \/>\nThe first time you saw blood<\/p>\n<p>Cut to later, now you&#8217;re strong<br \/>\nYou&#8217;ve bled yourself, the wounds are gone<br \/>\nIt&#8217;s rare when there is nothing wrong<br \/>\nSurvived and you&#8217;re amongst the fittest<\/p>\n<p>Love ain&#8217;t love until you feel it<\/p>\n<p>Up riding high amongst the waves<\/p>\n<p>I can feel like I<br \/>\nHave a soul that has been saved<br \/>\nI can see the light<br \/>\nComing through the clouds in rays<\/p>\n<p>I gotta say it now<br \/>\nBetter loud than too late<br \/>\nI gotta say it now<br \/>\nBetter loud than too late<\/p>\n<p>Hey&#8230;yeah&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>Riding high amongst the waves<br \/>\nI can feel like I<br \/>\nHave a soul that has been saved<br \/>\nI can see the light<br \/>\nComing through the clouds in rays<\/p>\n<p>I gotta say it now<br \/>\nBetter loud than too late<\/p>\n<p>I gotta say it now<br \/>\nBetter loud than too late<\/p>\n<p>Say it now<br \/>\nBetter loud than too late<\/p>\n<p><strong>By. <a title=\"Amongst the waves\" href=\"http:\/\/www.pearljam.com\/oceans\" target=\"_blank\">Pearl Jam<\/a> &#8211; <a title=\"Backspacer Album\" href=\"http:\/\/en.wikipedia.org\/wiki\/Backspacer\" target=\"_blank\">Backspacer<\/a> Album<\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>What used to be a house of cards Has turned into a reservoir Save the tears that were waterfalling Let&#8217;s go swim tonight, darling And once outside the undertow Just you and me, and nothing more If not for love, I would be drowning I&#8217;ve seen it work both ways But I am up riding [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7,9],"tags":[16,42,7,18,15],"class_list":["post-643","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-lyric-music","category-sastra","tag-budiarto","tag-kakisemut","tag-lyric-music","tag-lyrics","tag-pearl-jam"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.budiarto.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/643","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.budiarto.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.budiarto.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.budiarto.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.budiarto.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=643"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"http:\/\/www.budiarto.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/643\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":645,"href":"http:\/\/www.budiarto.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/643\/revisions\/645"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.budiarto.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=643"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.budiarto.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=643"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.budiarto.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=643"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}