Get Better Songtext

von Alt-J

Hallelujah, I′m listening to a recording of you sleeping next to me
A cappella, I'm listening to you cover Elliott 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 nighttime under sodium light,
The orange spread is soul-quieting

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, you′ll cringe at all the 'I love yous′
That card retired the life of one bird
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 frontline 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 closed 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 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!"
I know I will
"Get better!"
My darling,
I know I will