King's X - Picture

She was a white skinned black beauty,the daughter of an Indian Her Grandparents raised her in northern Illinois.I call her mother.He was the son of a hellfire holiness preacher woman.They say nobody was wilder,but maybe his brother.I call him father She was young, calling love.He was young, stealing love.We all got together for the first time last September.I said "Somebody take a photograph I've got a camera."