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LYRICS PICKS

V1
She was just a girl from Moldova.
Spinning tricks on a dime.
Her thoughts and dreams
broken it seemed, for all time.

V2
They promised her good work.
Passports, money, transfer to London.
Hugged her mother goodbye,
dropped tears in the dust.

V3
Just a girl from Moldova
trying to make it.
One less mouth to feed.
She didn't know she'd bleed.

V4
Took a ride to the airport
with the man in the van.
Many flat miles ran past
and the rain ran down fast.

V5
Just a girl from Moldova.
He drove her to a house, latched the gate.
The door slammed, sealed her fate.
Men on sofa chairs, stare - staring.

CHORUS
Just a girl from Moldova.
Life spins on a dime.
They really have her over.

V6
They take her passport, ticket, money.
Where's the airport?
What is this place?
Let me go! They do not.

V7
Just a girl from Moldova.
Strip her, put her with some other girls.
Against the wall they hold her.
Take turns and break her.

CHORUS
Just a girl from Moldova.
Life spins on a dime.
They really have her over.

V8
Shut in a room, the clock turns
the hours, the days, the years.
Men come, and come and come.
She claws the wall, the floor, the door.

CHORUS
Just a girl from Moldova.
Life spins on a dime.
They really have her over.

V9
Just a girl from Moldova.
Dreams dust, clouds obscure the moon.
Her eyes trace the carpet's pattern
as it rolls again - another man's tune.

V10
Sick from misuse, broken doll.
They drive her down a track
in the forest, way out back,
and drop her crooked in a rut.

CHORUS
Just a girl from Moldova.
Life spins on a dime.
They really have her over.

V11
Just a girl from Moldova.
A woodsman picks her up.
Takes her to a hospital.
Her story isn't over.

V12
Months pass, she hardens.
Plans, nursing her hate -
snake coils under her heart.
Claws back strength, dream's new.

V13
Just a girl from Moldova.
All the details, etched in her mind.
Sees her plans clear through hate's lens.
Snapped open, no longer blind.

V14
Now she heads up
La Strada International.
Every tormentor, she finds.
Saves her sisters from these animals.

V15
Just a girl from Moldova.
She bites back at those that bit her.
Puts them in jail ... cages for ages.
She really has them over.

CHORUS x 2
Just a girl from Moldova.
Life spins on a dime.
She really has them over.

Just a girl from Moldova.
Life spins on a dime.
She really has them over.

© Jennifer Phillips (All rights reserved)

THE GIRL FROM MOLDOVA

You have got to be kidding!
How much more do I have to try?
Why on earth can't you see -
do you have dust in your eye?!

I want to sing loud and proud,
but my voice is lost in the cloud.
I want to move your freakin' mind
but maybe I just don't have it, I find.

Listen up musos, I have something to say...
There is this great website - Hey!
They'll find you some music, and some lyrics to fit...
All you have to do:- is SONGBAY!!!

Yay, Yay, Yay, let's all get on to SONGBAY!!
Hey, let's hear you all say SONGBAY!

Just search on lyrics and type in "sad" "mad" "bad"-
Whatever.. So just come and get some!
You'll find what you're seeking
- it'll be freakin' awesome!

Saves time, money and it's cool.
You can just lie out there by the pool
while you purchase a tune and the lyrics to go with it,
and soon when you perform it - you'll be rollin' in it!

Mool-AH! Hah!
Mool-AH! Yah!
Let me see the Mon-AY!

Hey, Hey, Hey, let's all get on to SONGBAY!!
Yay, let's hear you all say SONGBAY!

So don't wait, just hit PURCHASE
and you'll be singing that song from SONGBAY -
Lookin' out at the crowds' shiny pink surface
and ring a ding ding - you'll be bringing it in!

Listen up musos, I have something to say...
There is this great website - Hey!
They'll find you some music, and some lyrics to fit...
All you have to do: is SONGBAY!!!

Yay, Yay, Yay, let's all get on to SONGBAY!!
Hey, let's hear you all say SONGBAY!

Mool-AH! Hah!
Mool-AH! Hah!
Let me see the Mon-AY!

Hey, Hey, Hey, let's all get on to SONGBAY!!
Yay, let's hear you all say SONGBAY!

Yay, Yay, Yay, let's all get on to SONGBAY!!
Hey, let's hear you all say SONGBAY!

Mool-AH! Hah!
Mool-AH! Hah!
Let me see the Mon-AY - Just go to SONGBAY!

THE SONGBAY SONG

V1 + CHORUS 1
Finally started to sing your song
But now our lyrics run off different pages
And it has taken me this long…
You occupied my mind for ages.

V2
Perhaps it’s time to let it go
We dreamed uniquely for a while
But working just to spin the wheels…
Not enough, we’re ground down low.

V3
Our words met and danced upon the air,
We shared our lives, explored our scars
But there’s a word I know: “untenable”…
It’s unbearable…
Because you’re no longer really there.

CHORUS 2
Finally started to sing your song
But now our lyrics run off different pages
And it has taken me this long…
You occupied my mind for ages.

V4
One pair of hands cannot maintain the grip
On that beacon flashing
Potential for probability…
And I think now, we’ve had our trip.

V5
Our light wavered in the gloom
Singing into the void, is
Something surely to avoid…
Time now perhaps, to make some room.

CHORUS 3
Finally started to sing your song
But now our lyrics run off different pages.
Singing into the void, is
Surely something to avoid…

FADE
Time now to make some room…
Time now to make some room…
Time now to make some room…

© Jennifer Phillips (All rights reserved)

LOST LYRICS


Latest Uploads

V1
She was just a girl from Moldova.
Spinning tricks on a dime.
Her thoughts and dreams
broken it seemed, for all time.

V2
They promised her good work.
Passports, money, transfer to London.
Hugged her mother goodbye,
dropped tears in the dust.

V3
Just a girl from Moldova
trying to make it.
One less mouth to feed.
She didn't know she'd bleed.

V4
Took a ride to the airport
with the man in the van.
Many flat miles ran past
and the rain ran down fast.

V5
Just a girl from Moldova.
He drove her to a house, latched the gate.
The door slammed, sealed her fate.
Men on sofa chairs, stare - staring.

CHORUS
Just a girl from Moldova.
Life spins on a dime.
They really have her over.

V6
They take her passport, ticket, money.
Where's the airport?
What is this place?
Let me go! They do not.

V7
Just a girl from Moldova.
Strip her, put her with some other girls.
Against the wall they hold her.
Take turns and break her.

CHORUS
Just a girl from Moldova.
Life spins on a dime.
They really have her over.

V8
Shut in a room, the clock turns
the hours, the days, the years.
Men come, and come and come.
She claws the wall, the floor, the door.

CHORUS
Just a girl from Moldova.
Life spins on a dime.
They really have her over.

V9
Just a girl from Moldova.
Dreams dust, clouds obscure the moon.
Her eyes trace the carpet's pattern
as it rolls again - another man's tune.

V10
Sick from misuse, broken doll.
They drive her down a track
in the forest, way out back,
and drop her crooked in a rut.

CHORUS
Just a girl from Moldova.
Life spins on a dime.
They really have her over.

V11
Just a girl from Moldova.
A woodsman picks her up.
Takes her to a hospital.
Her story isn't over.

V12
Months pass, she hardens.
Plans, nursing her hate -
snake coils under her heart.
Claws back strength, dream's new.

V13
Just a girl from Moldova.
All the details, etched in her mind.
Sees her plans clear through hate's lens.
Snapped open, no longer blind.

V14
Now she heads up
La Strada International.
Every tormentor, she finds.
Saves her sisters from these animals.

V15
Just a girl from Moldova.
She bites back at those that bit her.
Puts them in jail ... cages for ages.
She really has them over.

CHORUS x 2
Just a girl from Moldova.
Life spins on a dime.
She really has them over.

Just a girl from Moldova.
Life spins on a dime.
She really has them over.

© Jennifer Phillips (All rights reserved)

THE GIRL FROM MOLDOVA

You have got to be kidding!
How much more do I have to try?
Why on earth can't you see -
do you have dust in your eye?!

I want to sing loud and proud,
but my voice is lost in the cloud.
I want to move your freakin' mind
but maybe I just don't have it, I find.

Listen up musos, I have something to say...
There is this great website - Hey!
They'll find you some music, and some lyrics to fit...
All you have to do:- is SONGBAY!!!

Yay, Yay, Yay, let's all get on to SONGBAY!!
Hey, let's hear you all say SONGBAY!

Just search on lyrics and type in "sad" "mad" "bad"-
Whatever.. So just come and get some!
You'll find what you're seeking
- it'll be freakin' awesome!

Saves time, money and it's cool.
You can just lie out there by the pool
while you purchase a tune and the lyrics to go with it,
and soon when you perform it - you'll be rollin' in it!

Mool-AH! Hah!
Mool-AH! Yah!
Let me see the Mon-AY!

Hey, Hey, Hey, let's all get on to SONGBAY!!
Yay, let's hear you all say SONGBAY!

So don't wait, just hit PURCHASE
and you'll be singing that song from SONGBAY -
Lookin' out at the crowds' shiny pink surface
and ring a ding ding - you'll be bringing it in!

Listen up musos, I have something to say...
There is this great website - Hey!
They'll find you some music, and some lyrics to fit...
All you have to do: is SONGBAY!!!

Yay, Yay, Yay, let's all get on to SONGBAY!!
Hey, let's hear you all say SONGBAY!

Mool-AH! Hah!
Mool-AH! Hah!
Let me see the Mon-AY!

Hey, Hey, Hey, let's all get on to SONGBAY!!
Yay, let's hear you all say SONGBAY!

Yay, Yay, Yay, let's all get on to SONGBAY!!
Hey, let's hear you all say SONGBAY!

Mool-AH! Hah!
Mool-AH! Hah!
Let me see the Mon-AY - Just go to SONGBAY!

THE SONGBAY SONG

V1 + CHORUS 1
Finally started to sing your song
But now our lyrics run off different pages
And it has taken me this long…
You occupied my mind for ages.

V2
Perhaps it’s time to let it go
We dreamed uniquely for a while
But working just to spin the wheels…
Not enough, we’re ground down low.

V3
Our words met and danced upon the air,
We shared our lives, explored our scars
But there’s a word I know: “untenable”…
It’s unbearable…
Because you’re no longer really there.

CHORUS 2
Finally started to sing your song
But now our lyrics run off different pages
And it has taken me this long…
You occupied my mind for ages.

V4
One pair of hands cannot maintain the grip
On that beacon flashing
Potential for probability…
And I think now, we’ve had our trip.

V5
Our light wavered in the gloom
Singing into the void, is
Something surely to avoid…
Time now perhaps, to make some room.

CHORUS 3
Finally started to sing your song
But now our lyrics run off different pages.
Singing into the void, is
Surely something to avoid…

FADE
Time now to make some room…
Time now to make some room…
Time now to make some room…

© Jennifer Phillips (All rights reserved)

LOST LYRICS

The idea of a man is sometimes greater
than the man himself.
Once tasted, the fruit easily sours.
Without food for the soul - connection if you will,
COME.

Petty squabbles, constrained endeavours
Pressures and different aims
Tyranny of distance,
missed opportunities.

A smile and scheduled conversation
is not enough to sustain
the careful feeding of regret
or dreams, or the old yellow moon -
compared to youth's golden intensity.

Death star dreams
radiate no longer
All serve to blow soot
on the ideal.
MAN.

Absorbed into the minutae
of daily existence,
awake, alert
and how boring.

When the dreamer
yearns to just drift
in a warm night river
along the milky way
of myriad constellations.

Just floating, and holding hands
gently swept along in the current.
Life is a party we were brought to uninvited,
but being here, I suppose we can at least try to
DANCE.

© Jennifer Phillips (All rights reserved)

DREAMER'S LAMENT

V1
The phone occupies a small corner of my bed -
yet you occupy all the corners in my head.

V2
I lie awake, wait for your call -
reduced to apathy, is this all?

CHORUS
Another waking dream, so real, so true -
all I can dream of is you, is you.

V3
I cannot go forward, cannot go back -
I should give up on you, go and pack.

CHORUS
Another waking dream, so real, so true -
all I can dream of is you, is you.

BRIDGE
I lie awake, wait for your call -
reduced to apathy, is this all?

CHORUS
Another waking dream, so real, so true -
all I can dream of is you, is you.

V4
Instead I lie in wait, for what?
I ache to give us one last shot.

CHORUS
Another waking dream, so real, so true -
all I can dream of is you, is you.

BRIDGE
If you don't call -
I think I'll bawl.

CHORUS
Another waking dream, so real, so true -
all I can dream of is you, is you.

FADE
If you don't call -
I think I'll bawl.

If you don't call -
I think I'll bawl.

If you don't call -
I think I'll bawl.

© Jennifer Phillips (All rights reserved)

BLOCKED

V1
Bless you, my child,
for I know that you tried.
You gave your all,
though you regularly dropped the ball.

CHORUS
Ahh, Ahh, Ahh, Yeah!

V2
You didn't know what it was you had to know?
Never mind that now, you put on a good show!
You learned some songs and passed them on.
But now alas, your time is gone.

CHORUS
Ahh, Ahh, Ahh, Yeah!

V3
You still don't know why you are here?
You are here to learn, my Dear.
It's very noisy down there - phones and iPods - we need more of us.
We want you to come join the Holy Chorus...

CHORUS
Ahh, Ahh, Ahh, Yeah!

V4
So welcome to Heaven, come right in...
We'll start you right off easy, cleaning out that bin.
So welcome to Heaven, come right in...
We'll start you right off easy, cleaning out that bin.

CHORUS – REPEAT +FADE
Ahh, Ahh, Ahh, Yeah!
Ahh, Ahh, Ahh, Yeah!
Ahh, Ahh, Ahh, Yeah!
Ahh, Ahh, Ahh, Yeah!

© Jennifer Phillips (All rights reserved)

AT THE GATES OF HEAVEN

V1
Trying to find my voice in the clutter of my mind,
I seek soul's solace, yet do not find.
Sometimes I feel my breath is
sucked by a thousand other inhalations.

CHORUS
Sometimes I feel like I'm in the dark,
even when I am sitting in a sunny park.

V2
Feels like shouting silently across a crowded mall,
words echo down my mind - that harlequin hall.
Wrapped up alone in my soul's shawl,
every day I feel I'm gonna fall.

CHORUS
Sometimes I feel like I'm in the dark,
even when I am sitting in a sunny park.

V3
Everything I once held dear
I no longer hold so near.
I let it drip like blood between my fingers,
slip from my grasp, but my ennui lingers.

CHORUS
Sometimes I feel like I'm in the dark,
even when I am sitting in a sunny park.

V4
I feel only now I'm finding my voice,
and you can't sing the songs of my choice.
One day I might wake into who I truly am –
with you, or without you.
Until then, I stay down. With my demons.

CHORUS
Sometimes I feel like I'm in the dark,
even when I am sitting in a sunny park.

V5
One day I might wake into who I truly am –
with you, or without you.
Until then, I stay down.
With my demons.

© Jennifer Phillips (All rights reserved)

IN THE DARK

V1
I had my feet in the mud
and my head in the clouds…

I lost my head,
I lost my heart.
I found true love...
in the moonlight.

CHORUS
Is your light my light?
Or just a beacon flashing
potential for probability?

BRIDGE
I lost my equilibrium
trying to hold onto a wish.

CHORUS
Is your light my light?
Or just a beacon flashing
potential for probability?

V2
I added more time...
and I had a dream,
you kissed me.

CHORUS
Is your light my light?
Or just a beacon flashing
potential for probability?

V3
Who says opportunity doesn't knock twice?
And if it does, do we let it in,
or turn away and close the door?

CHORUS
Is your light my light?
Or just a beacon flashing
potential for probability?

BRIDGE
If we wait too long, the cold North wind
may invite itself in, instead.

CHORUS
Is your light my light?
Or just a beacon flashing
potential for probability?

V4
Who are we fooling?
I had my feet in the mud
and my head in the clouds.

I lost my head,
I lost my heart.

CHORUS
Is your light my light?
Or just a beacon flashing
potential for probability?

BRIDGE
I lost my head,
I lost my heart.

FADE
Who are we fooling?
In the moonlight…
Who are we fooling?
In the moonlight…
Who are we fooling?

© Jennifer Phillips (All rights reserved)

UNBALANCED

My Uploads

V1
She was just a girl from Moldova.
Spinning tricks on a dime.
Her thoughts and dreams
broken it seemed, for all time.

V2
They promised her good work.
Passports, money, transfer to London.
Hugged her mother goodbye,
dropped tears in the dust.

V3
Just a girl from Moldova
trying to make it.
One less mouth to feed.
She didn't know she'd bleed.

V4
Took a ride to the airport
with the man in the van.
Many flat miles ran past
and the rain ran down fast.

V5
Just a girl from Moldova.
He drove her to a house, latched the gate.
The door slammed, sealed her fate.
Men on sofa chairs, stare - staring.

CHORUS
Just a girl from Moldova.
Life spins on a dime.
They really have her over.

V6
They take her passport, ticket, money.
Where's the airport?
What is this place?
Let me go! They do not.

V7
Just a girl from Moldova.
Strip her, put her with some other girls.
Against the wall they hold her.
Take turns and break her.

CHORUS
Just a girl from Moldova.
Life spins on a dime.
They really have her over.

V8
Shut in a room, the clock turns
the hours, the days, the years.
Men come, and come and come.
She claws the wall, the floor, the door.

CHORUS
Just a girl from Moldova.
Life spins on a dime.
They really have her over.

V9
Just a girl from Moldova.
Dreams dust, clouds obscure the moon.
Her eyes trace the carpet's pattern
as it rolls again - another man's tune.

V10
Sick from misuse, broken doll.
They drive her down a track
in the forest, way out back,
and drop her crooked in a rut.

CHORUS
Just a girl from Moldova.
Life spins on a dime.
They really have her over.

V11
Just a girl from Moldova.
A woodsman picks her up.
Takes her to a hospital.
Her story isn't over.

V12
Months pass, she hardens.
Plans, nursing her hate -
snake coils under her heart.
Claws back strength, dream's new.

V13
Just a girl from Moldova.
All the details, etched in her mind.
Sees her plans clear through hate's lens.
Snapped open, no longer blind.

V14
Now she heads up
La Strada International.
Every tormentor, she finds.
Saves her sisters from these animals.

V15
Just a girl from Moldova.
She bites back at those that bit her.
Puts them in jail ... cages for ages.
She really has them over.

CHORUS x 2
Just a girl from Moldova.
Life spins on a dime.
She really has them over.

Just a girl from Moldova.
Life spins on a dime.
She really has them over.

© Jennifer Phillips (All rights reserved)

THE GIRL FROM MOLDOVA

You have got to be kidding!
How much more do I have to try?
Why on earth can't you see -
do you have dust in your eye?!

I want to sing loud and proud,
but my voice is lost in the cloud.
I want to move your freakin' mind
but maybe I just don't have it, I find.

Listen up musos, I have something to say...
There is this great website - Hey!
They'll find you some music, and some lyrics to fit...
All you have to do:- is SONGBAY!!!

Yay, Yay, Yay, let's all get on to SONGBAY!!
Hey, let's hear you all say SONGBAY!

Just search on lyrics and type in "sad" "mad" "bad"-
Whatever.. So just come and get some!
You'll find what you're seeking
- it'll be freakin' awesome!

Saves time, money and it's cool.
You can just lie out there by the pool
while you purchase a tune and the lyrics to go with it,
and soon when you perform it - you'll be rollin' in it!

Mool-AH! Hah!
Mool-AH! Yah!
Let me see the Mon-AY!

Hey, Hey, Hey, let's all get on to SONGBAY!!
Yay, let's hear you all say SONGBAY!

So don't wait, just hit PURCHASE
and you'll be singing that song from SONGBAY -
Lookin' out at the crowds' shiny pink surface
and ring a ding ding - you'll be bringing it in!

Listen up musos, I have something to say...
There is this great website - Hey!
They'll find you some music, and some lyrics to fit...
All you have to do: is SONGBAY!!!

Yay, Yay, Yay, let's all get on to SONGBAY!!
Hey, let's hear you all say SONGBAY!

Mool-AH! Hah!
Mool-AH! Hah!
Let me see the Mon-AY!

Hey, Hey, Hey, let's all get on to SONGBAY!!
Yay, let's hear you all say SONGBAY!

Yay, Yay, Yay, let's all get on to SONGBAY!!
Hey, let's hear you all say SONGBAY!

Mool-AH! Hah!
Mool-AH! Hah!
Let me see the Mon-AY - Just go to SONGBAY!

THE SONGBAY SONG

V1 + CHORUS 1
Finally started to sing your song
But now our lyrics run off different pages
And it has taken me this long…
You occupied my mind for ages.

V2
Perhaps it’s time to let it go
We dreamed uniquely for a while
But working just to spin the wheels…
Not enough, we’re ground down low.

V3
Our words met and danced upon the air,
We shared our lives, explored our scars
But there’s a word I know: “untenable”…
It’s unbearable…
Because you’re no longer really there.

CHORUS 2
Finally started to sing your song
But now our lyrics run off different pages
And it has taken me this long…
You occupied my mind for ages.

V4
One pair of hands cannot maintain the grip
On that beacon flashing
Potential for probability…
And I think now, we’ve had our trip.

V5
Our light wavered in the gloom
Singing into the void, is
Something surely to avoid…
Time now perhaps, to make some room.

CHORUS 3
Finally started to sing your song
But now our lyrics run off different pages.
Singing into the void, is
Surely something to avoid…

FADE
Time now to make some room…
Time now to make some room…
Time now to make some room…

© Jennifer Phillips (All rights reserved)

LOST LYRICS

The idea of a man is sometimes greater
than the man himself.
Once tasted, the fruit easily sours.
Without food for the soul - connection if you will,
COME.

Petty squabbles, constrained endeavours
Pressures and different aims
Tyranny of distance,
missed opportunities.

A smile and scheduled conversation
is not enough to sustain
the careful feeding of regret
or dreams, or the old yellow moon -
compared to youth's golden intensity.

Death star dreams
radiate no longer
All serve to blow soot
on the ideal.
MAN.

Absorbed into the minutae
of daily existence,
awake, alert
and how boring.

When the dreamer
yearns to just drift
in a warm night river
along the milky way
of myriad constellations.

Just floating, and holding hands
gently swept along in the current.
Life is a party we were brought to uninvited,
but being here, I suppose we can at least try to
DANCE.

© Jennifer Phillips (All rights reserved)

DREAMER'S LAMENT

V1
The phone occupies a small corner of my bed -
yet you occupy all the corners in my head.

V2
I lie awake, wait for your call -
reduced to apathy, is this all?

CHORUS
Another waking dream, so real, so true -
all I can dream of is you, is you.

V3
I cannot go forward, cannot go back -
I should give up on you, go and pack.

CHORUS
Another waking dream, so real, so true -
all I can dream of is you, is you.

BRIDGE
I lie awake, wait for your call -
reduced to apathy, is this all?

CHORUS
Another waking dream, so real, so true -
all I can dream of is you, is you.

V4
Instead I lie in wait, for what?
I ache to give us one last shot.

CHORUS
Another waking dream, so real, so true -
all I can dream of is you, is you.

BRIDGE
If you don't call -
I think I'll bawl.

CHORUS
Another waking dream, so real, so true -
all I can dream of is you, is you.

FADE
If you don't call -
I think I'll bawl.

If you don't call -
I think I'll bawl.

If you don't call -
I think I'll bawl.

© Jennifer Phillips (All rights reserved)

BLOCKED

V1
Bless you, my child,
for I know that you tried.
You gave your all,
though you regularly dropped the ball.

CHORUS
Ahh, Ahh, Ahh, Yeah!

V2
You didn't know what it was you had to know?
Never mind that now, you put on a good show!
You learned some songs and passed them on.
But now alas, your time is gone.

CHORUS
Ahh, Ahh, Ahh, Yeah!

V3
You still don't know why you are here?
You are here to learn, my Dear.
It's very noisy down there - phones and iPods - we need more of us.
We want you to come join the Holy Chorus...

CHORUS
Ahh, Ahh, Ahh, Yeah!

V4
So welcome to Heaven, come right in...
We'll start you right off easy, cleaning out that bin.
So welcome to Heaven, come right in...
We'll start you right off easy, cleaning out that bin.

CHORUS – REPEAT +FADE
Ahh, Ahh, Ahh, Yeah!
Ahh, Ahh, Ahh, Yeah!
Ahh, Ahh, Ahh, Yeah!
Ahh, Ahh, Ahh, Yeah!

© Jennifer Phillips (All rights reserved)

AT THE GATES OF HEAVEN


About Me

Bio

I am a poet first and foremost - poetry is what I enjoy and how the emotions come out. My lyrics would suit a variety of musical styles - folk, pop, soul, alternative, country etc. My lyrics often tell a story - some pieces are based on fact, some on fiction. You will find the whole gamut of human emotion here. Occasionally I do actually have fun ;-)

I have a background in a lot of things - not really relevant here - currently work for a large science organisation - the arts are an outle

CV/History

I am happy to collaborate, edit/add to/alter one of my existing pieces, or co-write to suit your piece.

I will also happily write a new piece based on your music.

Just contact me and I will discuss your project with you.

Best regards, Jennifer.

Contact

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