oh whiskers!

suicideblonde:

The National - The Rains of Castomere

matthewlegaspi:

The National | The Rains of Castamere

kingdomnada:

The National | Secret Meeting

(Source: foolorpharaoh)

inlieuofeffie:

The National | Sorrow

And who are you, the proud lord said,
that I must bow so low?
Only a cat of a different coat,
that’s all the truth I know.
In a coat of gold or a coat of red,
a lion still has claws,
And mine are long and sharp, my lord,
as long and sharp as yours.
And so he spoke, and so he spoke,
that lord of Castamere,
But now the rains weep o’er his hall,
with no one there to hear.
Yes now the rains weep o’er his hall,
and not a soul to hear.

blue—ridge—mountains:

The National | Sorrow

(Source: flavorgrave)

(Source: confident-wreck)

wemeetinmontauk:

Don’t leave my hyper heart alone on the water
Cover me in rag and bone sympathy
‘cause I don’t wanna get over you
I don’t wanna get over you.

(Source: andicandothefrug)

thedayisdunn:

The National | Karen

Karen, put me in a chair.
Fuck me and make me a drink.

(Source: sisypheenne)