There’s a place in my heart
for every man on earth
still I feel, I feel like I am shrinking
There’s a hole in my soul
growing out of control
and I don’t know, I don’t know
how to mend it
view from chattanooga: part two
As if the beautiful vistas weren’t enough, Chattanooga holds all those delightful little wonders typically entwined with old Southern culture. Like your random tchotchke shop on the side of the road. The “quilts, fudge, moccasins” sign was all we needed to hit the brakes!
view from chattanooga: part one
There are really no words to describe this. Maybe just, thankful.
