#MusicMonday – Darling, sweet lover, help me to recover?

🎉🎉 Welcome to this week’s #MusicMonday!!! This is my opportunity to share a track of my liking with you lovely people, all in the name of #MusicMonday, the brainchild of the Tattooed Book Geek, Drew! Don’t forget the#MusicMonday playlist on Spotify, where you can listen to all my choices from the past couple of years and future weeks will be added!

This week’s choice comes from an artist who’s been around for a good few years but I’ve only discovered recently. This is possibly my favourite track so it makes sense to share it today! Enjoy…

Recovery by Frank Turner

Blacking in and out in a strange flat in East London
Somebody I don’t really know just gave me something
To help settle me down and to stop me from always thinking about you
And you know your life is heading in a questionable direction
When you’re up for days with strangers and you can’t remember anything
Except the way you sounded
When you told me you didn’t know what I should do

It’s a long road up to recovery from here
A long way back to the light
A long road up to recovery from here
A long way to making it right

And I’ve been waking in the morning just like every other day
And just like every boring blues song I get swallowed by the pain
And so I fumble for your figure in the darkness just to make it go away
But you’re not lying there any longer and I know that that’s my fault
So I’ve been pounding on the floor and I’ve been crawling up the walls
And I’ve been dipping in my darkness for serotonin boosters
Cider and some kind of smelling salts

It’s a long road up to recovery from here
A long way back to the light
A long road up to recovery from here
A long way to making it right

And on the first night we met you said, “Well darling, let’s make a deal
If anybody ever asks us, let’s just tell them that we met in jail”
And that’s the story that I’m sticking to like a stony-faced accomplice
But tonight I need to hear some truth if I’m ever getting through this
Yeah, you once sent me a letter that said If you’re lost at sea
Close your eyes and catch the tide my dear, and only think of me
Well, darling now I’m sinking and I’m as lost as lost can be
And I was hoping you could drag me up from down here towards my recovery

If you could just give me a sign, just a subtle little glimmer
Some suggestion that you’d have me if I could only make me better
Then I would stand a little stronger as I walk a little taller, all the time
Because I know you are a cynic but I think I can convince you
Yeah, ’cause broken people can get better if they really want to
Or at least that’s what I have to tell myself if I am hoping to survive!

It’s a long road up to recovery from here
A long way back to the light
A long road up to recovery from here
A long way to making it right

Darling, sweet lover, won’t you help me to recover?
Darling, sweet lover, won’t you help me to recover?
Darling, sweet lover, won’t you help me to recover?
Darling, sweet lover, one day this will all be over?

Songwriters: Frank Turner
Recovery lyrics © BMG Rights Management