Permalink | 0 notes "Lie down with me, my dear.
Lie down Under stormy night.
Tell nobody.
My brother, where do you intend to go tonight?
I heard that you missed your connecting flight to the Blue Ridge Mountains, over near Tennessee.
You’re ever welcome with me any time you like,
Let’s drive to the country side, leave behind some green-eyed look-a-likes,
So no one gets worried, no."
