{"id":806,"date":"2011-05-14T13:15:19","date_gmt":"2011-05-14T06:15:19","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.budiarto.org\/blog\/?p=806"},"modified":"2011-05-15T05:41:30","modified_gmt":"2011-05-14T22:41:30","slug":"fireflies","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.budiarto.org\/blog\/2011\/05\/fireflies\/","title":{"rendered":"Fireflies"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter\" title=\"Owl city\" src=\"http:\/\/www.paz.fm\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/11\/owlcity.png\" alt=\"\" width=\"374\" height=\"249\" \/><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">You would not believe your eyes<br \/>\nIf ten million fireflies<br \/>\nLit up the world as I fell asleep<\/p>\n<p>Cause they fill the open air<br \/>\nAnd leave teardrops everywhere<br \/>\nYou&#8217;d think me rude, but I<br \/>\nWould just stand and stare.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;d like to make myself believe<br \/>\nThat planet Earth turns slowly.<\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s hard to say that I&#8217;d<br \/>\nRather stay awake when I&#8217;m asleep,<br \/>\nCause everything is never as it seems.<\/p>\n<p>Cause I&#8217;d get a thousand hugs<br \/>\nFrom ten thousand lightening bugs<br \/>\nAs they tried to teach me how to dance.<\/p>\n<p>A foxtrot above my head,<br \/>\nA sock-hop beneath my bed,<br \/>\nThe disco ball is just hanging by a thread.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;d like to make myself believe<br \/>\nThat planet Earth turns slowly.<br \/>\nIt&#8217;s hard to say that I&#8217;d<br \/>\nRather stay awake when I&#8217;m asleep,<br \/>\nCause everything is never as it seems.<br \/>\n(When I fall asleep.)<\/p>\n<p>Leave my door open just a crack.<br \/>\n(Please take me away from here.)<br \/>\nCause I feel like such an insomniac.<br \/>\n(Please take me away from here.)<\/p>\n<p>Why do I tire of counting sheep?<br \/>\n(Please take me away from here.)<br \/>\nWhen I&#8217;m far too tired to fall asleep<\/p>\n<p>To ten million fireflies.<br \/>\nI&#8217;m weird, cause I hate goodbyes<br \/>\nI got misty eyes as they said farewell<\/p>\n<p>But I&#8217;ll know where several are<br \/>\nIf my dreams get real bizarre<br \/>\nCause I saved a few,<br \/>\nAnd I keep them in a jar.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;d like to make myself believe<br \/>\nThat planet Earth turns slowly.<br \/>\nIt&#8217;s hard to say that I&#8217;d<br \/>\nRather stay awake when I&#8217;m asleep,<br \/>\nCause everything is never as it seems.<br \/>\n(When I fall asleep.)<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;d like to make myself believe<br \/>\nThat planet Earth turns slowly.<br \/>\nIt&#8217;s hard to say that I&#8217;d<br \/>\nRather stay awake when I&#8217;m asleep<br \/>\nBecause my dreams are bursting at the seams<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><strong>By. <a title=\"Owl City Music\" href=\"http:\/\/www.owlcitymusic.com\/\" target=\"_blank\">Owl City<\/a> &#8211; album <a title=\"Owl city - Ocean Eyes\" href=\"http:\/\/en.wikipedia.org\/wiki\/Ocean_Eyes\" target=\"_blank\">Ocean Eyes<\/a><\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>You would not believe your eyes If ten million fireflies Lit up the world as I fell asleep Cause they fill the open air And leave teardrops everywhere You&#8217;d think me rude, but I Would just stand and stare. I&#8217;d like to make myself believe That planet Earth turns slowly. 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