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• Artiste: Alt-J
• Titre: Get Better
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Hallelujah, I'm listening to a recording of you sleeping next to me A cappella, I'm listening to you cover Elliot Smith's "Angeles" It's these times I'll need if you go It's these times I'll need if you go, so Get better, my darling I know you will Get better, my darling I know you will Get better I'm drawn to the motorway The cold whoosh of trucks passing This nightmare under sodium light The orange spread is soul-quietening A younger you and a younger me Meeting at The Serpentine I am yours, you are mine Happy birthday Staff smuggled in a card I made It rests under your pillow When out of ICU I'll cringe at all the "I love you"s The card retired the life of one biro At this time I wanted you to know At this time I wanted you to know Get better, my darling I hope you will Get better, my darling I hope you will Get better I'll start the day with tiramisu Raise a spoon to front line workers An underfunded principle They risk all to be there for us A younger you and a younger me Meeting at The Serpentine I am yours, you are mine You were the baker I'll christen this new era with the smell of freshly baked bread Your Nutella, I'll keep it in the cellar You were always a fan of that spread Six months on, there's a car crash outside The fire brigade using the jaws of life No flush at night to sound your return I still pretend you're only out of sight Front garden bouquet, I threw it at the fire brigade I was admonished and told to go back inside From the living room window I stand and watch the white sheet go over the family car and I close my eyes I still pretend you're only out of sight in another room Smiling at your phone I still pretend you're only out of sight in another room Smiling at your phone I still pretend you're only out of sight in another room Smiling at your phone I still pretend A younger me, a younger you Meeting at The Serpentine The beginning of spring, you wore those yellow ripped jeans Your look defined my 2009 Your shyness stoked my boldness "Shall we go in?", I smiled Your hand warmed walking through the gallery (Get better, [laughs]) (Get better, [laughs]) I know I will My darling, I know I will