{"id":62,"date":"2002-06-10T11:24:31","date_gmt":"2002-06-10T09:24:31","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.kay-x.net\/gmwp\/?p=62"},"modified":"2009-08-24T16:12:16","modified_gmt":"2009-08-24T14:12:16","slug":"mitsumm","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.kay-x.net\/gmwp\/2002\/06\/10\/mitsumm\/","title":{"rendered":"*mitsumm*"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Somebody loves you<br \/>\n<span><br \/>\nSea of faces, Rolling on the big wave<br \/>\nWish that I could dive right in<br \/>\nShiny faces, Glowing in the light rays<br \/>\nSmiling at me, sink or swim<br \/>\nI put my words upon their lips<br \/>\nI put my body at their finger tips<br \/>\nAnd It feels like somebody loves you, somebody understands<br \/>\nIt gets like you gotta be there<br \/>\nyou gotta see those hands<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span>It&#8217;s my party<br \/>\nI don&#8217;t have to impress<br \/>\nI don&#8217;t have to try too hard<br \/>\nYeah it&#8217;s my party<br \/>\nI don&#8217;t have to care less<br \/>\nI can always play my part<br \/>\nThey know my face and they know my name<br \/>\nThey know my shamelessness but not my shame<br \/>\nAnd It feels like somebody loves you, somebody understands<br \/>\nIt gets like you gotta be there, you gotta see those hands<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span>Reaching out, reaching up for somebody<br \/>\nAnd I&#8217;m the only one they see<br \/>\nLucky break just as well they don&#8217;t realise<br \/>\nThat I need them much more, than they need me<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span>Hello home boy<br \/>\nWelcome to the real world<br \/>\nSay what planet have I been on<br \/>\nTime to wake up<br \/>\nTime to smell the roses<br \/>\nWho&#8217;s gonna love me when they&#8217;ve gone<br \/>\nWhat will I do without my wishing well<br \/>\nWhat will I say if I can&#8217;t talk about myself<br \/>\nI may be crazy, you can call me mad<br \/>\nI call it simple you call it sad<br \/>\nBut It feels like somebody loves you, somebody understands<br \/>\nIt gets like you gotta be there, you gotta see those hands<br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p>by <a href=\"http:\/\/www.nikkershaw.net\" target=\"_blank\">Nik Kershaw<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Somebody loves you Sea of faces, Rolling on the big wave Wish that I could dive right in Shiny faces, Glowing in the light rays Smiling at me, sink or swim I put my words upon their lips I put my body at their&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[3],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-62","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-kuchenform"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/szLdb-mitsumm","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.kay-x.net\/gmwp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/62","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.kay-x.net\/gmwp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.kay-x.net\/gmwp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.kay-x.net\/gmwp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.kay-x.net\/gmwp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=62"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/www.kay-x.net\/gmwp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/62\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":975,"href":"https:\/\/www.kay-x.net\/gmwp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/62\/revisions\/975"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.kay-x.net\/gmwp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=62"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.kay-x.net\/gmwp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=62"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.kay-x.net\/gmwp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=62"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}