Wednesday, January 21, 2009


And with a faint taste of cigarettes you write hallelujah songs.
Ain't it wonderful feeling alright So I tickle up your backbone.
And at the break of day you sink into dream, you dreamer
On a date by a chocolate lake
Down by the rotary
Past town at the edge
Looking down at butterflies
And at the break of day you sink into dream, you dreamer
dreamer- jenn grant

2 comments:

carmilevy said...

Hi there. I couldn't not visit your site after seeing your mom's introductory post. It's already evident that you have a unique gift with words and a lens. May you long explore and grow that gift, and may we continue to be lucky enough to follow your progress.

Nice to e-meet you!

Skinny Love said...

its nice to meet you as well :)
and thank you, I hope i'll be able to continue with photography, as I do really enjoy it.