My name is Savannah Jaye.
I'm a photo student at Savannah College of Art and Design.
I have a passion for people and their stories.
I'm a writer, photographer, and wanderer, but I'm not sure in which order.
I'm living my dream and interning for TWLOHA this spring.
What you read on this blog are my thoughts and my words, and are in no way endorsed or sponsored by TWLOHA.
I'm not there yet, but I'm past the start.
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
day 12: I’ve never left a place that felt like home.
I’ve left people that felt like home and I’ve had people leave me that felt like home.
But the only time in my life where I genuinely felt as if I was created to live someplace was during my time spent in England.
Then I came to Florida two weeks ago.
And maybe it’s just the beach in january.
And maybe it’s wearing shorts in the winter.
And maybe it’s these people I’m surrounded by.
And maybe it’s waking up each morning with excitement and purpose.
And maybe it’s the newness of being here.
And maybe it’s escaping the regular.
And maybe it’s the break from school.
And maybe it’s being surrounded by music.
And maybe it’s getting to listen to people’s stories.
And maybe it’s finally having time to read books.
And maybe it’s being around passionate people.
And maybe it’s getting to have fun and not feel guilty.
And maybe it’s just this place.
But I really do like it here.
a lot.
Danger & The Steel Cut Oats | Eye Of The Storm
This is the end,
But you never knew it would come
And it came so soon.
Letter reads she’s been missing you,
And she asks if you’ve missed her too
We were born inside the eye of the storm.
Sent from the garden by the angel of the lord
And we can’t go back to the kids we were before.
All of the dreams we had,
We don’t dream them anymore.
And this is now,
But it seems so strange.
The love you found,
It found a way to change.
The months have passed since when you first met.
And happiness is a seldom friend.
And the truth, it won’t set you free.
So whisper lies as she falls asleep.
We were born inside the eye of the storm,
Kept from the garden by the angel’s flaming sword.
And we once walked there in the cool part of the day,
We were naked
But we knew no other way.I said I’d love you till the day that we both died.
All my promises they make such perfect lies
Things are hard now, and they’ll never be the same.
The fruit of knowing
Is the knowledge of our pain.
This begins like it always does.
A pretty face and you fall in love.
She’s the one, and you know it’s true.
Forever comes cause she’s perfect for you.
This song reminds me of home.
Both the Tennessee soul that I’m yearning to rejoin (less than a week!).
And also that metaphysical sense of place that keeps me wandering.
Edward Sharpe & The Magnetic Zeroes | Home
Alabama, Arkansas
I do love my ma and pa
Not that way that I do love you
Holy moley, me oh my
You’re the apple of my eye
Girl, I’ve never loved one like you
Man, oh man, you’re my best friend
I scream it to the nothingness
There ain’t nothing that I need
Well, hot and heavy, pumpkin pie
Chocolate candy, Jesus Christ
Ain’t nothing please me more than you
Ah, home
Let me go home
Home is wherever I’m with you
Ah, home
Let me go home
Home is wherever I’m with you
La, la, la, la, take me home
Mother, I’m coming home
I’ll follow you into the park
Through the jungle, through the dark
Girl, I never loved one like you
Moats and boats and waterfalls
Alleyways and pay phone calls
I’ve been everywhere with you
That’s true
Laugh until we think we’ll die
Barefoot on a summer night
Never could be sweeter than with you
And in the streets you run a-free
Like it’s only you and me
Geez, you’re something to see
Ah, home
Let me go home
Home is wherever I’m with you
Ah, home
Let me go home
Home is wherever I’m with you
La, la, la, la, take me home
Daddy, I’m coming home
Jade.
Alexander.
Do you remember that day you fell out of my window?
I sure do, you came jumping out after me.
Well, you fell on the concrete, nearly broke your ass, you were bleeding all over the place and I rushed you out to the hospital, you remember that?
Yes, I do.
Well, there’s something I never told you about that night.
What didn’t you tell me?
While you were sitting in the backseat smoking a cigarette you thought was going to be your last, I was falling deep, deeply in love with you, and I never told you until just now.
Ah, home
Let me go home
Home is wherever I’m with you
Ah, home
Let me go home
Home is where I’m alone with you
Home
Let me come home
Home is wherever I’m with you
Ah, home
Yes I am home
Home is when I’m alone with you
Alabama, Arkansas
I do love my ma and pa
Moats and boats and waterfalls
Alleyways and pay phone calls
Ah, home
Let me go home
Home is wherever I’m with you
Ah, home
Let me go home
Home is where I’m alone with you
Aside from a lot of Wild Sweet Orange, this song has definitely been my jam as of late. I actually got yelled at yesterday at work for my tapping my foot (too loudly) while listening to it. And, I think the dialogue in the middle is the cutest. The end.
