memorykill:

Norwegian Wood (This Bird Has Flown) - The Beatles

I once had a girl, or should I say, she once had me. She showed me her room. Isn’t it good, Norwegian wood? She asked me to stay and she told me to sit anywhere so I looked around and I noticed there wasn’t a chair. I sat on a rug, biding my time, drinking her wine. We talked until two and then she said, “It’s time for bed”. She told me she worked in the morning and started to laugh. I told her I didn’t and crawled off to sleep in the bath. And when I awoke, I was alone, this bird had flown so I lit a fire. Isn’t it good, Norwegian wood?

hajinmon:

The Sounds of Silence | Simon and Garfunkel