"And though he never would wave goodbye. You could see it written in his eyes. As the train rolled out of sight, bye-bye"
This song suddenly popped into my head on friday and has been there ever since, it is some awesome tunage that demands it be shared with you, so here i share it. have a happy week peeps and try n be bad :-P
Sleepy earlier than usual.
Something ethereal is in order.
Good Night XXXX
These are my towns, villages and hills in the north of England. My heart weeps at their stark beauty and warmth of people.
Today's game: trying to spot all the Northern stereotypes employed by the video's director. Cobbled streets - check, bleak rainswept vistas - check etc
A tribute to Nick Drake.