Ripping yarns, beautiful lies and a few home truths.
The consummate storyteller.
This is such a sad and lovely song. I am right in the back seat of the car as a kid again.
Wow. Yes, it brings up some memories for me too: Mum & Dad spliting up when I was 9 and how I was going to run away until Mum got wind of it. * sigh* - we are such kids of that 'latch key' generation. In 1969 I was one of the first - such a pioneer! :/
Sad and lovely is right. Beautiful melancholy.