- published: 01 Jul 2009
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A crossword is a word puzzle that normally takes the form of a square or a rectangular grid of white and shaded squares. The goal is to fill the white squares with letters, forming words or phrases, by solving clues which lead to the answers. In languages that are written left-to-right, the answer words and phrases are placed in the grid from left to right and from top to bottom. The shaded squares are used to separate the words or phrases.
Squares in which answers begin are usually numbered. The clues are then referred to by these numbers and a direction, for example, "4-Across" or "20-Down". At the end of the clue the total number of letters is sometimes given, depending on the style of puzzle and country of publication. Some crosswords will also indicate the number of words in a given answer, should there be more than one.
The horizontal and vertical lines of white cells into which answers are written are commonly called entries or answers. The clues are usually called just that, or sometimes definitions. White cells are sometimes called lights, and the shaded cells are sometimes called darks, blanks, blocks, or just simply black squares or shaded squares.
(Adam Miller)
I can take your pictures off my wall
And tell myself that I don't care at all
I can make believe I'm better off without you
I can build a wall
I can fool myself
But that won't help at all
You see the problem is deep within my heart
And the memory is to blame
And I won't really be the same
As long as you're there
I tore up all your letters I had saved
As if that would make my loneliness go away
Then I spent the day picking up the little pieces
Just to read again
All about the way you loved me way back when
You see the problem is deep within my heart
And the memory is to blame
And I won't really be the same
As long as you're there
You see the problem is deep within my heart
And the memory is to blame
And I won't really be the same
As long as you're there
I'm light and gay with friends who come to call
I've learned to hold my tears that were meant to fall
Then late at night your face appears before me
Like a cannon ball
And I know that I've learned nothing after all
You see the problem is deep within my heart
And the memory is to blame
And I won't really be the same
As long as you're there